Twirl me around and watch me spin, a modern day princess lives within…
Charisa has a perfect life. Just like her favored Princesses, she is living the life every girl dreams of: her very own fairytale, but even the sweetest fairytales must come to an end. When happiness is at its peak, fate steps in and one by one she loses everything.
Picking up the pieces to a broken life can be long and bumpy. Most often than not things get worse before they get better.
Despite her despair and the hell she's been drug through time and time again, she finds love and begins to plan a future as none other than Mrs. Prince Charming. Convinced she's going to finally get her happily ever after fate steps in once again and she suffers betrayal and shame at the greatest degree.
Will she give the idea of love a second chance and find her one and only or will her dark secrets prevent her from truly finding herself?
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Behind every prince is a story left untold.
Look behind the mask and you'll see it unfold…
Sawyer has lived a charmed life. He's the catch every girl is after when dreaming of her very own storybook ending. In real life, though, nothing is like it is in a fairytale. One childhood event can forever affect how a man looks at love and relationships, even a golden guy like Sawyer.
Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. Isn't that what everyone has always taught in history class? He doesn't have time for love or commitment.
Even the most skeptical with love can sometimes find it in the strangest of places, when that one special someone catches his eye, suddenly leaving him dazed and confused.
The only way to reap the benefits of true love is to put your own demons behind and give love a shot…
When secrets start to arise will the two beat the odds or part ways and let it destroy them both?
Charisa has a perfect life. Just like her favored Princesses, she is living the life every girl dreams of: her very own fairytale, but even the sweetest fairytales must come to an end. When happiness is at its peak, fate steps in and one by one she loses everything.
Picking up the pieces to a broken life can be long and bumpy. Most often than not things get worse before they get better.
Despite her despair and the hell she's been drug through time and time again, she finds love and begins to plan a future as none other than Mrs. Prince Charming. Convinced she's going to finally get her happily ever after fate steps in once again and she suffers betrayal and shame at the greatest degree.
Will she give the idea of love a second chance and find her one and only or will her dark secrets prevent her from truly finding herself?
____________________________________________________________
Behind every prince is a story left untold.
Look behind the mask and you'll see it unfold…
Sawyer has lived a charmed life. He's the catch every girl is after when dreaming of her very own storybook ending. In real life, though, nothing is like it is in a fairytale. One childhood event can forever affect how a man looks at love and relationships, even a golden guy like Sawyer.
Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. Isn't that what everyone has always taught in history class? He doesn't have time for love or commitment.
Even the most skeptical with love can sometimes find it in the strangest of places, when that one special someone catches his eye, suddenly leaving him dazed and confused.
The only way to reap the benefits of true love is to put your own demons behind and give love a shot…
When secrets start to arise will the two beat the odds or part ways and let it destroy them both?
I stare in the mirror as I admire the new lingerie I have to wear tonight. The club gives us an allowance on uniform
every month,
because it's a top end club. There are no lower class sleezeballs
here. This is where the big dogs come out and play. This is the most
private club in town. If you knew who some of our highest
paying customers were you would know why. I have a birthday party
that's reserved the front table of the stage tonight, a group of 10 men,
all drunk off of their asses. I can tell a few of
them are newbies by their drooling, excited demeanor.
This is what makes my job interesting
and fun: breaking them in. A man gets a good first time and they'll be
coming back for more, meaning more cash for me. I place
my tall heel into the seat of my chair and rub baby oil down my
leg, giving me a sexy edge. Plus, it keeps the hands from going past the
point of restriction.
I finish the other leg and take one
final look in the mirror. It's a sexy version of a clown; a white
babydoll trimmed in all of the bright colors; the birthday hat
and the sexy makeup top if off. My ruffle front thong in orange is
the final dessert of the hour.
I paint my lips with a matching cherry
red lipstick like my name and smack them in the mirror. "Cherry, you're
up in ten. Don't keep them waiting. This is my biggest
payout of the night."
I roll my eyes in the mirror at the
sound of Roger's voice as he pokes his head inside the door. Show the
man green and he'd lease us out in private hotels I'm sure.
He would never admit that though. "I'll be right out, Roger." He
likes me though, because something about my pretty face keeps his
pockets full.
I've already been up on stage a few
times tonight, so for now I'm circulating the room. A man with a smirk
approaches me and gives me a wad of cash, a hefty tip
to take the birthday boy to the VIP room for a private lap dance.
This guy has some nice friends. A private lap dance is easily a grand
and paid up front to Roger. It is explained that's
before the tip.
I head to the VIP room to
get ready for my dance, greeting Gerry at the door. All private rooms
have a bouncer keeping guard to ensure that the women
are safe at all times. As I'm getting my music queued up, I hum
softly under my breath and wait for my client to arrive. I don't have
to wait long when there is a knock at the door.
Greeting me on the other side of the
door is an incredibly sexy man. Something about his face looks familiar,
but I can't place it. He has dark hair, intense green
eyes, and is physically fit by the defined muscle protruding from
his fitted shirt. He must have come here right after work, because he
is wearing a suit, but he's removed his jacket and tie
and rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt, revealing tattoos
running up his arms.
I don't know what it is about a man
with rolled up sleeves and tattoos, but it turns me on in a way I don't
understand. Maybe it's the business meets bad boy
persona. Whatever it is has me motivated to get closer to him,
making my job easier.
I approach him at the door. "Hi, I'm Cherry."
He studies me for a moment with heated eyes. The way he looks at me is as if he's seen me before, like he knows me. "Hi,
Cherry." My name rolls off his tongue
in the most sexual manner, causing a rush of excitement between my
legs. This is going to be fun: sexy and seductive.
The music starts to play and I place
one hand in the center of my sexy stranger's chest, grabbing a fistful
of black material. I drag him over to the seating area
and turn, pushing him backwards until he falls onto the couch
behind him, chuckling. "Damn," he says, egging me on.
I place each hand on the back of the
couch to each side of his shoulders and flip my hair from side to side.
It starts the full body roll that follows, pressing each
segment of skin to his clothing. I stand and turn, closing in on
him. I shake my ass against his crotch, hardening beneath me.
While cupping my breasts I
roll my head back, grinding to the beat of the music. Turning my
head to the side, I watch his eyes glaze over as I touch my body,
skimming my hands down in a slow motion. I continue gyrating
on his lap, listening to his breathing pick up, confirming the
arousal that is pressing into the crack of my ass. I breathe in
deeply…smelling his citrusy aftershave; something I would say is
unique to him.
I get lost in the music and this sexy
man pressed against my backside, as I allow him to become familiar with
my body. Time stands still…for a while. I hear him
grunt, praising me for the havoc I'm causing on his cock, and he
isn't even naked. I finish out the dance as the song comes to an end. He
stands and I watch as he fishes in his pockets. He
pulls out a wad of cash, handing it all to me. I stand here and
stare at him in shock. I brush it off and reach for it, but he doesn't
immediately turn it loose. "How much for house calls?"
I'm about to say something, anything to
deny his question, but he beats me to the punch. "Listen, I don't
usually come to places like this, but I'm here, and now
that I am I kind of like it. You have a beautiful body. Let me show
you what I can do with mine," he finishes quietly.
What a generous man, but I can tell he
enjoyed the dance from the large bulge at the front of his pants, so I
know what he's referring to. "I don't think so,
sweetie."
I'm ready to thank him and leave when
he grabs my hand, pulling me to him. He presses his lips to mine before I
even know what's happening. I can taste the whiskey
on his breath. Poor guy is so drunk I don't think he knows what
he's asking me, but the way his hands introduce themselves to my
backside I can't be sure. He pulls away and touches his index
finger to my lips, silencing me. "Think about it. The club closes
at two. I'll be outside waiting if you decide to take me up on my offer.
Sometimes outside of the norm can be
freeing…"
He turns and walks away, leaving me
standing here alone. I'm not sure what the hell just happened, but I
find myself considering it. I never do this. There's one
reason why…."
T. Snyder writes New Adult erotic
romance. She loves tattooed bad boys and misunderstood women with happy
ever afters. She divides her time between writing and
reading when not loving on her very jealous furbaby, Mylo.
If she isn't writing about heartache
or second chances, then she is managing her busy household with her very
supportive hubby and two teens.
She dreams of travelling to Europe, Costa Rica and Hawaii.
@tinisnyder
Cover Model: Lance Jones
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