Sold As A Stripper To My Alpha

Chapter 5: Confused?

The early morning breeze had cast much cold around the atmosphere of the house, blowing my earlids as I laid in bed. I sneezed and woke up. My eyes were covered with tiny particles, as I blinked them.

It was comfortable to me but strange, that Mrs. Irene didn't come back to embarrass me again, the following night.

"I think I have gotten an easy opportunity to pay up this money…" I said to myself. But, just then, I walked fast away to see my babies, even though I hadn't forgotten about the offer Linda put up to me.

They both looked so handsome as usual — even the jaundiced boy's face still brightened with beauty. I pitied him. He still felt disturbed by the disease. My private Doctor wouldn't hear anything from me, until I paid his outstanding balance.

"You will be fine, kids." I said, watching them as they still slept, breathing smoothly and softly and their small bellies protruded repeatedly. "Momma is going to find a way out of this mess, today. I must see the Billionaire and just open up to him. I am ready to reveal the wild part of my life."

As I uttered that statement, I paused, my hands placed on top of the babies' cot. I sighed. "Hhh, being a stripper for the wolf's family is a long owned personality, and now… it is time it made something profitable to me." Then, I smirked, as I walked into the bathroom.

I shrieked, my voice only covering the borders of the bathroom. I looked at my face in the mirror, bulged out my eyes and practiced bringing out my wolfish nature — if any attack came from the Billionaire who gave the offer, I would show him who I was.

That was my thought.

I groped my body, and felt a reminiscing touch of the man's hands all over my body. I hadn't known the man who saved me from the forest and had a ride on me.

"Shh!" I exclaimed, facing myself in the mirror as if I was a second person. "I am now strong as a wolf, and lovely as someone ready for a night stand!"

I gradually seemed to like the offer. My mind had gone far away from my desire not to sell myself, for any reason. Now, I was even interested in the long time feeling which I had in the forest — the man who saved me, performed a simulating play on me.

After that, he made me escape! Whatever I could do to get money and change my life entirely now occurred to me, more than preserving myself — staying alone and feigning a silly responsibility, with two helpless kids was no sense. I shrugged, and just then, I had a call.

"Linda?" I said, rubbing my body with my soft hands as the shower swept dirt down my body and eased me. "Hope you had a pleasant night's rest?"

"Oh, Ariana…" she replied, curiously eager to hear from me. "Err, I did. In fact, the man had a sweet ride on me. He paid me another $400 just yesterday night."

"Really? You have really made it in this!" I was shocked. Linda had to have been in this, as she talked like an expert in the one night deal, and the Billionaire also seemed to be a purposeless spendthrift. Well, I wasn't concerned about that — if he could just keep on paying me, I was ready to stick to the job.

"I'm sure you are preparing to meet him." Linda said and smirked on the call. "I will need your address, so as to visit you — that is when we can go meet him together."

"Okay!" I agreed. My poor self was already determined to go for it. But as I thought over it, I realized I should tell Linda about the woman who asked for my rent. "But Linda…"

"What's that, dear?" Linda asked in return.

"My landlady has ordered that I pay my rent." I continued, speaking without a bit of worry as I brushed my teeth. "She had asked me yesterday to pay, but I guess she forgot to come for it…"

"That is a small thing!" Linda reverted, eager to have me interested in the one night offer. "I will provide a solution to that.

"I trust you." I commented.

"In fact, I'll send you a little bit of money here to pay her." Linda promised, and smirked. I could notice the joy she felt about my agreement to the offer, as she talked on the call. "If it is by credit, you are going to transfer the money to her. If she wants it through cash withdrawal, maybe you wait till I come over."

"Are you coming now?" I asked her, as I dropped my toothbrush, wrapped my body with a towel and left the bathroom.

"Anytime from now, Ariana!" Linda stated. "Let me know your place — you can text me the location."

"Alrighty!" I replied happily, surfing my phone to message her immediately. "I want you to check your phone from time to time. I am already feeling on top of the world!"

"I love your vibes, my dear." Linda remarked on me, her voice slowing down as if someone was present with her, caressing her. "You can feel the sweet thrusts go in and around you, and get paid after some hours… I could remember the first one I had with him. We both spent two hours, if not more."

"I feel the same." I responded, as I sent my address in text to her.

"How?" Linda asked.

"As you are saying it, I am feeling it." I explained. "That's what I mean, Linda."

"Oh, interesting!" Linda exclaimed, smirking as she suddenly made movements that sounded loudly that I could hear.

"Who is there with you?" I questioned her, studiously waiting for her quick response as I noticed my baby boy wake up. "Any one?"

"Not really, Ari…" Linda said and kept mute. I started to think she was packing and arranging her loads, but soon again, she replied. "I am with him presently."

"Who?" I asked her, sarcastically.

"The Billi…" Linda muttered, and shrieked. I observed that she was being thrusted by the man in bed, but I wasn't sure and I didn't want to intrude on her privacy, so I messaged her to cut the call.

"Don't hang up, yet." Linda said. "Hold on for a minute. It's almost an hour, and he will leave me, now."

"Shall we leave the call on hold, then?" I asked. "For a minute, right?"

"Yesss..." Linda responded widely, opening her breath, her voice calming down soon, as she breathed softly and talked clearly again. "I'll settle everything, later. Err, okay. Hang up now. I have seen your text."

I overheard a gruff masculine voice before my hand tapped on the hang-up button. I shrugged and dropped my phone. My baby boy didn't cry at all — perhaps, he was feeling better in his health.