True Love
(Book 3) – Chapter 99

While in the bedroom a battle was raging with a rather disparate couple. Jean threw Zoé on the bed and jumped on top of her. He brought both hands above her head and with his legs he subdued her as he pleased.

-I’ll teach you some manners. He smiles in a playful way.

But those words pierced Zoé’s heart… it reminded her of when Charlie tried to abuse her and again that cold sweat ran through her body… Was Jean planning to do the same to her? She asked herself in fear.

Without being able to help it, her eyes watered, as a tear slid down her face, cradling her ear. She wasn’t angry anymore, now she was afraid… afraid of being hurt. She wasn’t over it, she thought she was. But she was only fooling herself.

Jean caught Zoé crying and immediately released her. The girl just curled up in bed closing her eyes and covering her face with both hands. The whimpering that came from her throat made him feel bad, he didn’t think that for a game she would get like this.

Now he felt like a dog…

-Zoe… I…

-Go away… I just want you to go. She told him in tears.

He got off the bed, ran a hand through his hair… he didn’t know what to do, no woman had ever been like that (in his life).

Jean left the room to replace that his brother was on his way out with the brunette. But upon noticing his presence Maya stopped.

-What happened? she asked with a frown.

-I…I don’t know. She answered stammering.

The girl ran into the room and locked herself in. While the siblings look at each other’s faces.

-What have you done?

-I swear nothing. She just started crying.

-Why?

-I don’t know… -She approaches her brother. -Adrien, I think… I think someone abused her.

-What are you saying?! -He looks towards the door.

-That’s what I think, brother. He answers sadly.

-Let’s go… I think we’ve already gone too far with these girls.

-Yes.

Adrien takes Jean out of the house… leaving the friends alone in the room.

That night was special for the club… the girls got ready in a hurry. They all wore the same type of dress. All except one, Zoé. Who would present a special act for a gaggle of men.

-Do I really have to wear this? asked the brunette to her companion.

-Of course you do, it’s a bachelor party. You have to.

-It’s too much! Zoé exclaimed, looking at herself in the mirror.

-I see it as normal.

-It’s a bloody wedding dress! How can it be normal?

-But it’s what you’re wearing underneath that matters. The blonde smiles at her. -They won’t care about that wedding dress, believe me dear.

Zoé sighs, she curses to herself and her damn boss… he couldn’t give the special dance to someone else, but chose her to wear the damn wedding dress. She looked like a real bride she thought as she saw her reflection in the mirror.

-Look, just pull it over here and you can take it all off. The girl dressed in white lace was explaining to her. They were all brides but in lingerie.

-Yes, I get it.

She was adjusting the magic fasteners well, and she finishes by giving herself the last look.

-For God’s sake! Amigaaaa… you look like a real bride. Maya would enter the halls with a fuss at the sight of her.

-Of course! A stripper bride! She answers with irony.

-But a girlfriend at last.

Maya always had something to tell her, and she saw the funny side of everything. She remembered how he helped her that morning after Jean had left. She’d felt so bad, she’d just curled up in bed.

The Frenchman’s words had affected her so much, and Maya had only comforted her. Even made her understand that one day she would have a good man by her side with whom she would have to share her life and body. And he was right, she had to leave the traumas behind.

If she didn’t, she would never be happy with a man… maybe the Frenchman was just playing with her, and because of her trauma she misinterpreted everything. She had thought.

Then she analysed the situation, and imagined that he must be thinking she was a fool.

-Let’s get to work! The brunette tells him, spanking his a*s.

Jean together with her brother, got out of the cars….

-I don’t understand what we’re doing here, you should give that girl some room.

-I can’t! I have to see her.

-Should I worry about that? I think you like her more than you should.

-Don’t worry, I’ve got everything under control.

-You’ll end up falling in love, Jean.

-That won’t happen.

The Dubois are stopped at the entrance by the security guard.

-Mr. and Mrs. Dubois… -I’m afraid you won’t be allowed in tonight.

-What are you talking about?

-It’s a private party, they’ve rented out the whole bar. -It’s a bachelor party. It’s a bachelor party.

-Bachelor party, you say? Jean asks with a frown.

-Yes, sir. I’m sorry.

-Call your boss, right away.

The guard watched the two blondes in front of him, without the slightest appetite to move. So he took the radio out of his coat and did as he was ordered.

Seconds later, the boss of the place came out to greet them.

-Dubois. He said with a smile. -Come in, you are special customers.

-Your people don’t seem to know that. He replies, passing inside the bar.

-Yeah, well. Excuse my boys. They abide by the rules. As you know it’s a private party.

-Whatever!

-You’re at home, and enjoy yourselves.

The brothers sit at the table visualizing all the girls dressed as brides.

-This is so crazy! Brides everywhere. Doesn’t it make you want to get married?

-Not in my wildest dreams.

-Oh, come on! Someday you’ll have to. Or dad will make us.

-I won’t play the old man’s game.

-Maybe you should do something he’ll leave you alone. -Maybe you should do something he’ll leave you alone.

-Something like what?

But before his brother could answer, the stage lights came on indicating that the show was about to begin.

Jean looked over to where many men were milling around, shouting and clapping for the strippers to come out. Jean began to dislike the situation. Suddenly he saw her come out and his heart skipped a beat.

Zoé came out dressed as a bride, with a very sensual and daring dress. His eyes widened at the sight of those curves that he was beginning to know by heart. She began an erotic dance, to the rhythm of the slow music. She slid her body along that metallic body while the audience watched her.

Jean couldn’t take her eyes off her, until her friend came on stage, leaving a chair in the middle. Seconds later, a guy in a penguin suit came on stage and sat down at the table.

That hadn’t happened any of the times he’d been to that bar, and he frowned as he noticed Zoé’s intentions. She walked seductively towards him, circling the chair while her fingertips stroked the suit of what appeared to be the (boyfriend).

The brunette smiled, a smile she hadn’t given him a single night. If he was pissed off, of course he was. Suddenly the guy grabbed her by the h**s and sat her on his lap. Immediately the Frenchman stands up.

-Calm down Jean! It’s your job. Adrien warns her.

Jean sits back down but without taking his eyes off her and even less on this guy who was grinning like an idiot. At that moment, the blond was provoked to break all his teeth.

Then Zoé stood up again and while her back was turned to the audience, she pulled off her wedding dress with a single tug. The girl had been left in white lingerie, and with that garter belt on her leg she would make any man kneel to remove it with his teeth.

And it seemed that her worst nightmares were about to come true, when the bunch of idiots who almost climbed on the stage just to touch her demanded that the a*****e groom take off the stripper’s garter belt. Just then Jean realised that she didn’t want him to do it. And that her self-control would go to the dogs.

Zoé, ignoring Jean’s presence, and under the complaints of her own thoughts… lifted her leg to leave it over her boyfriend’s knee. The latter made an attempt to lower the garter belt with his mouth, but the brunette prevented him from doing so. So he had no choice but to do it with his fingers.

Soon this garter went to the audience, and everyone applauded when Zoé started to dance erotically in front of the groom-to-be. He tried to touch her, but she wouldn’t let him.

When her show was finally over she was happy, having a client on stage was new for her… like every night, she said goodbye and the client went back to his place receiving hugs from his friends.