The Stripper’s Prince

Holy s**t

Adrian’s POV:

Crystal is so happy with what I said that she literally drops to her knees and takes me in her mouth. I groan as I grab her hair and guide myself a little deeper down her throat. She grabs my ball and I grunt out loud feeling her squeeze me and eventually I release, hearing her swallow every drop.

“Damn girl” I whisper as I yank her up and lift her into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and moans as my hard on grinds against her core. She gives me a look and I know she’s as horny as I am right now. Just as I’m about to carry her to my room, my cousin bursts in the house fuming.

And when I mean fuming, I mean FUMING.

His face is bright red and he punches a hole in the wall.

Crystal looks a little frightened so I put her down and gently push her into my room and tell her to wait for me. She nods before heading in and closing the door. I turn around and cautiously approach him. The men in my family can be explosive when angry so it can be dangerous to approach us, but we were like brothers so I knew I could calm him down.

“Bro, relax. I don’t know why you’re so upset but relax.”

He looks up and stares me down.

“I’m not the enemy remember? Us against the world.”

He nods and takes deep breaths after hearing that. I walk over and lightly pat his back encouraging him to calm down and have something to drink. He complies and pours himself a glass of water before drinking it and sighing. His face finally back to its normal color.

“Now that you’re okay, tell me what’s wrong.”

“Tara has been telling all the other females in the building to stay away from me. One of the girls are dating a cop and Tara convinced the b***h to get her boyfriend to put a damn boot on my car! I had to miss work today!”

“What?!” I shouted and he nodded, matching my level of disbelief.

You need to stop avoiding her and confront her now. Whatever you guys have going on is clearly making her act like a crazy b***h. Go check her NOW I say and he nods before speed walking out the house.

I shake my head before hearing Crystal call out to me..

“This kitty isn’t going to please itself” she purrs and I instantly run to my room.

Anthony's POV:

I storm up to Tara’s apartment. I don’t get this chicks game but I’m not happy with her at all. She calls me a dog and practically tells me I was nothing to her and she doesn’t care about me. Now she’s stopping me from messing with anyone else and keeps interfering in my life from a distance. The bullshit ends today. If I don’t put her in her place now, she’ll never stop.

I reach her floor and walk down the all too familiar hallway. As I near the door I slow down hearing slow jam music coming from the apartment. What’s more is I smell something baking through the door. So she has on music and is cooking. Only time females really do that is if someone is coming over and the music points to that someone being a man. Now I was livid.

If she has a man now, why interfere with what I’m doing?! I won’t lie, I felt hurt. A tiny part was hoping she’d apologize and we could make up but no, instead she does this. Maybe she truly didn’t care and it hurt me. Hurt and infuriated me. I was now pounding on her door, ready to beat up whoever was inside the apartment with her. “Come in!” I heard her say and I instantly swung the door open ready for a fight.

I walk in starting to tell her off when I stop in my tracks. The lights were dimmed, candles were lit and rose petals were on the floor making a trail to what I assumed was her bedroom. I looked down at Tara and she was laying down on the fur rug with only a see through black lacy robe on. My eyes were glued to her body and she asked me what was wrong. I slowly closed the door behind me and stepped more into the apartment realizing this was for me, not some other guy.

“Baby I apologize for what I said. I was acting out and it won’t happen again. I just want you back” she cooed as she looked up at me.

She was laying on her, arms propping her up in a half sitting position. When she had my full attention, she spread her legs and I could see her wetness glistening, her love tunnel calling out my name. I felt my face heat up as I got on the floor and crawled on top of her, taking back what was mine.

Later on-

I woke up next to Tara who was snuggled in my arms. She made me mad, yes, but at the same time I couldn’t stay away from her. It was like she was cat nip and I was the cat. I shook my head before glancing over at the clock.

8 pm

I sat up realizing she was no doubt late for work as she usually worked from 5 pm to 2 am. As I went to shake her awake, I paused. Why would I want her to go when all she would do is flaunt herself in front of other men. I know I first met her at the club and I know she definitely doesn’t like working there but now I was starting to feel some type of way about it. I didn’t want anyone looking at her but me, f**k that. And after I thought about it, I ended up just going back to sleep, hugging her closer to me as I drifted off.

Tara’s POV:

“Open the door!!”

“Hello!”

“Open the dooooooooor!!!!!”

My eyes peaked open as I heard banging on the front door. Normally if something like that happened I would be scared and call the police, but this time it was no need. I sat up and draped the cover over my naked body as I saw Anthony already up, putting pants on and walking out the room. I slid off the bed and followed behind, smiling because I knew he’d handle it. I must admit, having a man around definitely has its perks.

Who is it he shouted in a deep, dominating voice. I nearly melted as I watched him approach the door. He was definitely a sight to look at, especially when he was shirtless. He had tattoos like me only he had some on his back and right shoulder. He was muscular and his back and arms were very defined, no wonder he always looks so good in shirts. He looked through the peephole and groaned before turning to me.

“Go put some clothes on real quick, and little panties don’t count so I expect some shorts and a shirt” he said, eyeing me. I laughed as I knew he was hinting about the pajamas I had on the first time he came over with Crystal

“Ok I’m going now” I said as I turned to head back to the room. He smacked my butt and I giggled as I continued to walk. I heard the door open and two familiar voices flooded the room. Crystal and Adrian. But something wasn’t right, they sounded panicked and I’ve never known that girl to be scared of anything in her life. Now I really was getting dressed with speed, putting on some underwear and Anthonys shirt that drowned me in size. I mean it went a little past my knees so it was practically a dress on me. I quickly walked back out and he spotted me, nodding in approval. They were all sitting in the couches and I went and sat on Anthony’s lap.

Okay now calm down and explain what happened again without all the crying Anthony said. He look flustered as did Adrian so I’m guessing Crystal was crying while trying to speak and made no sense. She looked at all of us and took a deep breath.

“Sammy’s dead, he was murdered in his own car behind the club. The police wanna question all the workers tomorrow” she whispered.

Everyone froze as an eerie silence over took the room. Nothing but wide eyes and heavy breathing could be seen or heard and nobody dared to move. She broke out crying again and this time I joined her. I couldn’t believe he was dead, he looked out for everyone and this is what he got in return? This was messed up. Really messed up.

The next morning, we all got up and got dressed, getting ready to go to the club. The police said they wanted everyone there in the morning so they could question us as well as let us know what was going on. The boys went with us for moral support and it made the ordeal less terrible to deal with. Once there, everyone was seated as a police officer climbed the stage so everyone can hear him better.

“Hello, my name is detective Levi and unfortunately I’m here to tell you that from now on, you all must be placed into protective custody.”

We all gasped and looked at each other before he held his hand up to silence the room once again.

“Your normal lives will not be affected that much but you will now have to check in with your assigned officers a few times a day so we can keep tabs on you for your own safety. If you look around you will notice a few employees from here are missing. That’s because they were also murdered, the same way, execution style in the trunk of their cars. We now realize that whoever this is, blatantly is targeting people who work here.”

Panic overtook the room as people started crying, shouting for answers and trying to call their loved ones. As the officers tried to once again quiet down the room, the lights dimmed and the stage curtain opened. We all stopped and looked towards the stage as one of the officers who was guarding the back entrance walked out.

“What the hell are you doing?! Now isn’t the time to be f*****g around, these people are scared!” The detective roared. The officer looked down at us before falling face down, revealing his back had been slashed open as well as gun shot holes in his jacket. Before anyone could react, shots rang out and everyone scattered about in the club, trying to find cover. Anthony snatched me and we were able to run out the front unharmed. The girl running next to us wasn’t so lucky as she caught a bullet in the back of her skull. As we ran out, police officers ran past us, bravely entering the building behind us. We made it across the street and hid behind a car, hearing the gunshots and screams continue. As we held each other, we realized we lost track of Crystal and Adrian and we looked towards the building, holding our breath as the tears fell. Waiting. Waiting for the two familiar faces to walk out that front door unharmed.