Heart of a Stripper by Cyndi Harris Read Free Book Online

fiancée’s never cooked you lunch?” she asked raising an eyebrow.
    “No.” he said wiping something from her mouth and staring her in the eyes. “She doesn’t cook, nor has time to spend lunch with me.”
    “Well, she’s an idiot.” Nevaeh said standing up and moving towards him.
    “Nevaeh…” Mitchell mumbled as she slipped her fingers into his.
    “I can’t help being attracted to you.” She said, kissing his lips gently.
    The moment her lips touched his, he could’ve sworn his heart skipped a beat. He felt butterflies in his gut and never got that kissing anyone else. He clutched her close as he kissed her back. It was all he could think about.
    “I can’t get you out of my head.” He panted as he stared into her brown eyes.
    “Good because I can’t stop thinking about you either.” She said kissing him once more as she grabbed his tie.
    He wrapped his hands around her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
    “I shouldn’t—”
    “Shut up.” She giggled. “Just let it happen.”
    With that, he kissed her this time, finally taking the first step. Falling into the kiss, he got lost in her. He actually liked the affection she showed him. It was hard to get it from Kat. She was always so cold and distant. In fact, the only time she truly showed him affection was when he dragged it out of her.
    A tap on the door scared them both, and Nevaeh grabbed her things as the door opened. Mitchell shot to his feet as he saw who entered. He swallowed hard as his father eyed him and Nevaeh. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt and white tie. Mitchell and his father could’ve been twins had he been younger; he was a splitting replica of him.
    “Am I interrupting something?” Bruce asked.
    “No. Nevaeh was just leaving. She’s a new student and I was telling her about the honors courses she should enroll in.” he rambled quickly. “Nevaeh this is my father, the founder of the school.”
    “I’ll see you later , Mr. McCallister.” She said, slinging her book bag over her shoulder.
    Slipping past his father, she smiled curtly, as she saw the look in his eyes.
    “Nice to meet you and this is a lovely school you built.” She replied.
    “Thank you.” He nodded, with a half-smile as she disappeared.
    As soon as the door closed, Bruce stalked to Mitchell and towered over him. He was well over six feet tall. Mitchell looked up to him and definitely was intimidated by his father.
    Always had been.
    “Was there something going on here that I should know about?” He sneered through gritted teeth.
    “No sir.” Mitchell replied swallowing hard.
    “Good, keep it that way or you’ll live to regret it.” His father barked.
    Bruce walked around the office and stopped the moment he saw a picture of Kate.
    “How’s the wedding planning going?” he asked as Mitchell stood up and looked over to him.
    “I haven’t seen anything, but I’m sure Kaitlin’s going overboard.” Mitchell grumbled.
    “Overboard?” Bruce asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “Yeah, overboard. She maxed out two credit cards already, and is working on a third one.” He replied.
    “So what’s the problem? It’ll get paid for, money is no issue , and you know that.” Bruce shrugged sitting in Mitchell’s leather chair.
    Bruce was overly wealthy , and had money coming out of the wazoo. But he never shared a penny with Mitchell, unless he worked for it. Even as a kid, Bruce forced him to work overly hard for a measly dollar. He offered Mitchell a seat at his company, but Mitchell refused. Mitchell hadn’t decided to go into his family’s business solely because he didn’t want to turn out like his father.
    Cold and calculating.
    Not to mention an absentee father and husband. He was never at any of Mitchell’s events when he was growing up, but he forced Mitchell to work hard at everything. Mitchell wasn’t a typical kid.  Growing up, he was constantly being bullied day in and day out. Not to mention being put in