Bride of the vampire

Bride of the vampire

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Introduction

Three words to describe Crystal Santiago. " DROP DEAD GORGEOUS". Crystal lives two lives. One as a stripper and the other as a waitress.

Crystal was also known as Jae, the most sexist stripper. Her body is as hot as hell. She has a beautiful figure with glossy skin . She looked like a fairy , long black and shiny hair. Her seductive red lips look so blossom soft , making it hard for any guy to resist her. Her cute blue eyes balls are so enchanting and could trap any guy . That is the life of jae, the stripper

But as crystal, she was a simple, plain and loving girl . No one would ever believe a girl like Crystal to be a stripper.

Her life was going just fine till they came into the picture..

Chapter 1

"We can't just sit here and wait for Damien Montenegro endlessly, We are investing in his company yet we are the ones waiting for him". Mr Marcus, one of the investors, complained.

The others agreed but there was nothing they could do. There was no one who could face Damien Montenegro. Only if the person had a death wish.

"Mr Marcus,You were saying?" Damien Montenegro said as he walked in.

"Nothing, Nothing" Mr Montenegro.

" Max" Damien looked at his assistant.

"Begin with the presentation" He nodded and went to the presentation board

"The business of landscaping in the United States is always changing. Since so many changes have been made in recent years, Mr Montenegro also decided to change the designs a lot ." He paused continued and glanced at everyone before adding,

"As you know,hotels always have one huge lawn and a garden...here." He taps on the screen." There's two huge lawns and two gardens........

" Why are the two gardens necessary??". Mr Marcus cut him off.

"Mr maggots or whatever you're called , next time you cut off my employee's speech like that again, you just might not survive to see another presentation." Damien warned.

"Like he said earlier, we will be making some new changes in the business." He said taking over from where max was cut off.

" Every party is about business and drinking alcohol which is very common but adding a little change won't hurt anyone. " He pointed at the screen.

" The second garden will only be for entertainment. That's why there is a pool, a planted coconut tree, and a beach hammock. This is only for clients who want to swim, drink and talk. He zoomed the screen again.

"The pool area can also be expanded so it would have a wider and better view for people who want a pool party. He paused a little and continued,

" There is also a lawn beside the garden , which would hold usual party games like, Billiards, darts, card games and ping pong but to mention a few". He concluded

The room was so quiet one could drop a pin and Everyone would hear it kiss the floor.

" Do you all get it now?". He asked.

"So you mean one garden and a lawn is for business while the others would be for entertainment only?" Mr Ramis asked.

"Exactly. Any complaints,suggestions or additions?" He asked then turned to Mr Marcus with a slow smirk.

"Your mom says you complain a lot,Marcus. Throw something at me"

"Devil, trying to get me upset. Even though he's an arrogant dîckhead, he's good at his work." Mr marcus thought. Damien smirked. if only they knew he could hear their thoughts. They would never think again.

" If there are no complaints that will be the end of this meeting" He said,stood up and walked out alongside max.

Damien's pov

I am Damien Montenegro. Most people think I'm a ruthless billionaire but am actually a ruthless billionaire vampire, a vukodlak vampire.

I don't have stupid pale skin like other vampires. I look exactly like humans, no difference. I also possess both witches and werewolves power as a side dish,so I can shapeshift into anything.

It's crazy, I know. But you'd love it.

"Damien , lord Montenegro will like to see you." Max said

Max's my assistant and the closest thing I have to a best friend. Even though we're quite close,I don't entertain rudeness or friendly insults.

"Geez, what does that old man want again". I groaned.


"Father". I said

My father is a no nonsense vampire. He doesn't beat around the bush. He's a straightforward person. Even though I'm the most powerful one among the vampires , he could still beat me up with his eyes closed and his hands tied around his back.Unfortunately.

"Those wretched Rodriguez's are at it again, I'd like to think you know what to do." He said.

I sighed. Those werewolves? Don't they get tired of being beaten?

"I do know what to do,father." I said bringing out my phone to call Max as I walked away.

" Send the men out,north side.I want to hear those damn Rodriguez's claw their eyes out in pain. Then meet me at the stripper club when you're done"

" Got it"


AT THE STRIPPER CLUB

Crystal's pov

I hate my life. I hate my job. Why me?

I thought as tears ran down my face.

Why is my life so miserable? I don't know who my father is, and the only person I have in this world is in a coma, half dead. My life just keeps getting worse everyday. Why do I have to live like this? What did I do to deserve this?

" Crystal,Crystal! " Someone called out my name as I quickly wiped my tears and choked back a sob.

"Yes,angel." I answered. Angel was the club manager, Amos the manager at the restaurant I work at. To be honest, she was the one who introduced me to this stripping work, if it wasn’t for my mother’s health I wouldn't be here at all.

"Crystal, can't you dress up faster? Damien Montenegro is here!". She giggled excitedly like a little schoolgirl then added as she twirled a lock of her hair on a single finger.

"If you impress him , he just might give us extra money."

I nodded.


Crystal looked at other strippers already dancing and scoffed at their clumsy and awkward dance moves. Immediately she stepped in,they all stopped dancing and walked out , glaring at her.

Any time she performed, she always took all the glory and attention. People hardly gave the other strippers a side eye so there was no use dancing when she was there.

She looked around,catching the eyes of the men looking at her like a whore. Tears grew in her eyes, she never wanted this, but right now,she had no option plus she was desperate.

The money she earned as a waitress couldn't even pay her house rent, not to mention her mother's hospital bills.

"Crystal, when you save enough money , you'll leave this fucked up job, Okay? Be a strong girl.Come on,you've got this!". She said over and over again to herself.

She sucked in a deep breath and began to walk towards the pole seductively. Her overly high heels making " click" sounds as they kissed the floor. She jumped on the pole,losing the little self control she had as she let the tears flow. No matter how hard she tried to suck it in , the tears won't just stop coming.

She twirled around the pole , raising her leg at the interval and giving the audience a view of her v***. Even though it was covered with panties.

The lustful men went wild at the sight of her v*** . Their eyes glazed lustfully at the beauty goddess in front of them.

She stood and jumped on the pole again. She bent, tracing her tongue on the pole. Her boobs coming into a clear view. They stared at the boobs wanting to grab a hold of it. The men screamed loudly as they got a better view of her chest. Even though she was a stripper, they could never touch her,she'd rather get her eyes plugged out one by one than let them.

The thought of them grabbing and squeezing her soft and round boobs would be full in the minds of these lustful men.

With her left hand still holding the pole, she traced her right hand down her face seductively. She put her index finger into her lips , sucking it while moving her hips back and forth.

The scream went louder as the men went hard just by staring at her.

Tears rolled down her eyes as she watched them stare at her lustfully. She had to perform slutfully well else,she wouldn't get a dime.

Damien's pov

I sat in the VIP section. The club manager came to announce that there will be a special performance today.

"What special performance?? It's always a stripper dancing seductively." I thought, till she came in.

She was wearing a skimpy short black dress that barely reached her thighs, her boobs were highlighted as half of them were spilling out. The black shining colour of the outfit made her milky white skin stand out. The red lipstick on her lips concluded her tempting and seductive look.

My eyes drifted to her eyes,stopping as I noticed them full of tears.

"Is she crying?"I frowned.

The hell?! What kinda stripper cries while performing? This is their glorious special performance? A distraught Seductress?


Despite his thoughts,he found it hard to look away from her tempting body. He could barely even blink.

The way she moves her body against the pole was enchanting, gracious. She rocked against it hard, moving and colliding with it like it was an extension of herself and not just some 10,13 inches iron hard pole.

The piece of dress she wore highlighted her curves and he found himself getting lost. He moved his weight and palmed his cock which was making a pretty obvious tent in his pants. Goddamn,he was hard. Five seconds more of watching her and his cock would be harder than that pole.

"God,that pole" he thought she trailed her pussy all over again and licked her finger.

He was jealous of that pole. He wanted to switch lives with that pole right now. He could not believe he got hard just by staring at her.

But why was she crying? Was she being forced to do this or something? At the thought, his palms fisted in anger and for the first time in never,his heart melted for someone. For her.

He tried to read her mind but he couldn't

"Wait,what? Why can't I read her mind?"

He tried again to read her mind but something obstructed him and slammed him out. He grabbed his head in pain.

He thought about forcing the magic to read her mind but quickly discarded the thought after recalling that if he did,she would be in pain. But he still wanted to know what was wrong with her and asking would be ...well lame and creepy.

He started whispering some spells.

"Damien, what are you doing…"

Before Max, who had come into the club at some point, could finish speaking, Damien froze everyone in the room except Max , Crystal and himself.

He concentrated on Crystal, still chanting the spell,till she suddenly shot him a look and screamed in pain

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

Her voice thundered through the club as her eyes turned red.

Damien was taken aback.

Surprised, shocked, scared.

" Are you trying to read my mind, Vukodlak?" She asked,smiling but her eyes lacked humour as she pushed herself away from the pole and walked slowly towards him. Her footsteps, the only sound in the room.

"How did she know?"he thought.

" W-wh-what a-re y-you?" He managed to stutter.

" Your end…"She smirked

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