Meet Jasmine; She's a waitress and a God*mn  Stripper!!

That authomatically makes her a wh*re right?

 But a saying goes... "Don't judge a book by its cover". Same goes to Jasmine...."Don't judge her by her occupation".

  She only has one special person on Earth, whom she could kill for. Her cute little brother. She'll do anything just to save their lives. 

   She became a Stripper just to save her brother's life. Until Liam came into the picture. 

  Liam wants her, but how? As his private stripper or what? 

  Do you think there's more to that desire?


Find out!. . . .

His private Stripper

 "sweetheart!..." He hugged her tightly as his heart chattered into pieces. 


 "Liam??..." Jasmine called weakly, wrapping her hands around him as she burst into tears. 


 "Sssh-sh!! I'm here now!" He hushed her. 


 "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" He asked disengaging from the hug and checking her out. 


 "He... He.. almost.." She stuttered, unable to speak. 


There was laughter from behind,, they both turned to look at the bruised Martin, struggling to get up. 


 Liam gritted his teeth and Jasmine clung unto him tightly. 


 "Why did you stop uh? You should have hit me with it.. I was so close!, So close to getting what I want..." He paused and staggered a bit, spitting out some blood. 


The devil's are gone