The Contracted Stripper

At the fashion school, Iris was thriving.

She threw herself into her studies, finding solace in her work.

One evening, as she sat in her room sketching, her phone buzzed with a message from Emma.

Emma: “Hey, some of us are going out for drinks tonight. You should join us!”Iris hesitated, glancing at the clock.

She hadn’t been out socially in a long time, but maybe it was time to start living again.

“Sure, I’d love to. Where should I meet you?” Iris asked.

Later that night, Iris met Emma and a few other students at a cozy bar.

The atmosphere was lively, filled with laughter and conversation.

“This place is great,” Iris said, taking a sip of her drink.

“I thought you’d like it,” Emma replied with a grin.

“So, how’s everything going with your designs?”Iris’s face lit up.

“Really well, actually. I feel like I’m finally finding my style.”

As they chatted, Iris felt a weight lifting off her shoulders.

For the first time in weeks, she wasn’t thinking about Ryan or the accusations against her. She was simply enjoying the moment.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Back at the mansion, Ryan sat alone in the living room, a drink in hand.

He stared at the empty space where Iris used to sit, feeling a mix of anger and longing.

The doorbell rang, breaking his thoughts.

He opened the door to find Bella standing there, holding a bottle of wine. “I thought you might want some company,” she said with a smile.

Ryan stepped aside, letting her in. They sat on the couch, talking and laughing as they shared the wine. Bella leaned in closer, her hand resting on his arm.

“Ryan, you know I care about you,” she said softly. “I just want you to be happy.”

Ryan looked into her eyes, feeling a warmth he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“I know, Bella. Thank you.”As the evening wore on, Ryan, still raw from the betrayal he believed Iris had committed, found comfort in her presence.

Bella brought her face fowaryas she placed a soft kiss on Ryan’s lips, Ryan didn’t respond to her kiss but was just mute.

Bella felt bad about Ryan’s rejection, “I’m sorry….”. Before she could apologize Ryan reached for her lips and swallowed it into his as they kissed desperately.

The kiss lingered for a while before they disengage, trying to catch their breath.

Ryan looked into her eyes, as Bella bit her lips seductively.

He lifted her up as they went upstairs, into his room. He kept her on his bed helping remove her clothes as she also helped him remove his as fast as they can, flinging it in the air

Ryan climbed up the bed as they began a rough sex, smooching and romancing.

He finally thrusted into her, she adjusted quickly as she had been waiting for this day all her life.

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The night where she took Ryan to her house, after helping him to bed and taking pictures of them together naked she covered him up, as he was already fast asleep.

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She finally had him, and there was no letting go, she thought to herself and smiled.

Bella began to see her efforts paying off.

After almost an hour they both reached their climax, and fell on the bed trying to catch their breath.

One afternoon, Iris received an email notification that made her heart skip a beat.

It was her schedule for the upcoming term at the fashion school.

She read through the details, excitement bubbling inside her. This was her chance to prove herself and regain some control over her life.

The next morning, she dressed in her best outfit and left for school with renewed determination.

The school was her sanctuary, a place where she could forget her troubles and focus on her dreams.

As she walked into her first class, Mrs. Fields greeted her warmly.

“Good to see you, Iris. Ready for another day of creativity?”

“Absolutely,” Iris replied, her smile genuine.

Throughout the day, Iris immersed herself in her work, her passion for fashion design shining through in every sketch and project.

She felt a sense of accomplishment she hadn’t felt in a long time. During lunch, Emma joined her at the cafeteria.

“Hey, how’s it going?”

“Really well,” Iris said, her eyes sparkling. “I feel like I’m finally finding my place here.”Emma grinned.

“That’s great to hear. You’ve got real talent, Iris. Keep it up.”

Iris stood in the grand foyer of the mansion, her mind racing with questions and doubts.

The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of emotions, leaving her feeling more lost than ever.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something crucial she was missing, a piece of the puzzle that would explain everything.

As she wandered through the house, her thoughts drifted to Bella, Ryan Ex- ex-girlfriend.

Bella’s presence loomed large in the mansion, an unseen specter that haunted the hallways and rooms.

Iris had heard bits and pieces about her from the staff, whispers of a beautiful, charismatic woman who had once held Ryan’s heart.

Iris’s curiosity grew each day, fueled by the lingering mystery of Bella’s sudden impact on Ryan. She decided it was time to uncover the truth about Bella, to understand the shadow that seemed to cast a pall over her marriage.

That afternoon, Iris found herself in Ryan’s study room, a room filled with shelves upon shelves of books, many of them untouched.

She scanned the titles, her fingers brushing against the spines, until she spotted a photo album tucked away on a high shelf.

She pulled it down, her heart pounding with anticipation.

As she flipped through the pages, she saw pictures of Ryan with Bella.

They looked happy together, their smiles genuine and their eyes filled with love. There were photos of them at parties, in high school, prom, on vacations, and in candid moments that spoke of a deep and meaningful connection.

The more Iris looked, the more she felt a pang of jealousy and sadness.

“Lost in memories?” a voice behind her said. Iris turned to see Sarah standing in the doorway, a sympathetic look on her face.

“Yes,” Iris admitted, closing the album. “I was just curious about Bella.