Gigi was only a child when she became aware of the dirty world they lived in. Her mother was a club dancer, performing nude in front of men, rich men, and sometimes she even took her mother home. When her mother was taken home, she would earn more money, so Gigi was happy when that happened. They could buy delicious food, because she was tired of sardines, and they made her mouth smell.
“’Gigi, I might not be able to come home tonight, you take care of your siblings, okay? Here's twenty, buy some sardines tomorrow for your breakfast, and don't forget to lock the door,” her mother instructed, already getting ready for work. Her makeup was thick, and her lips were red. Gigi thought her mother was beautiful. That’s probably why her mother had so many customers, because she was so beautiful, she was so white and smooth. The neighbors often said that they looked alike, and had the same skin tone, because Gigi was also very white, just like her mother. “Yes, Ma. Be careful, Ma,” Gigi replied cheerfully to her mother. She was sure her mother would bring home delicious food tomorrow! Whenever her mother was at work, Gigi took care of her two siblings, Alyana, who was eight years old, and Adrain, who was only three. Gigi was in grade three, and she was often absent from school because there was no one to watch her siblings when their mother came home late. It was Sunday, so there were many customers at the club where her mother worked. She wouldn’t be able to go to school tomorrow again, but it was okay with her. She wanted to quit school, but her mother wouldn’t let her. “Watch your siblings, especially Yanyan, she's so mischievous.” Her mother was curling her shoulder-length hair, it was brown and it looked good on her, Gigi was amazed by her mother's beauty. “Dyosa will be here later, Mom, she said she'll show us her new makeup,” Gigi said cheerfully. “Just don’t leave the house, don’t go out,” her mother reminded her. She didn’t want Gigi to go out because, aside from the fact that there would be no one to watch her siblings, there were many loiterers and drunkards on the corner. Even though Alena was a sex worker, she loved her children. They were the reason why she entered the dirty world of prostitution. It was for her children. She needed money, and this was the only thing she knew how to do, because she didn’t even finish elementary school. “Yes, Mom, we'll just stay here at home,” Gigi replied politely. Her mother stood up and checked her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a short dress, her white and smooth legs were exposed, she was also wearing a tube top, her shoulders were visible, and her full breasts were almost bursting out. Her mother was beautiful, she wanted to be as beautiful as her mother when she grew up. She wanted to marry a rich man so she could buy all the beautiful clothes and bags. She would make sure all of that would happen so they wouldn’t have to borrow rice from Aling Sonya anymore. That old woman was so grumpy. “Okay, I'm leaving now, there are a lot of people at the club today, a lot of bookings.” She took her cheap bag from the table and kissed her brother, Adrian, who was sleeping soundly on the broken sofa. Gigi thought that she had to be beautiful like her mother to be noticed by rich men. She wanted to buy her mother a new sofa, and she could only do that if she married a rich man. When her friend Dyosa arrived, they happily applied the makeup she brought. It was called foundation, it was supposed to make the face smoother. “Hey, you don’t need that foundation, your face is already smooth, bakla, you’re so annoying,” Dyosa said in a theatrical voice. They had been friends since they were little, Jonathan, or better known as Dyosa. He was the only one who wanted to be her friend because other children didn’t like her because her mother was a sex worker. “Really? But I want to try it,” she said with a pout. She was sure she would be even more beautiful if she had foundation on her face, she really wanted it! “Hey, don’t be greedy! Your face is already smooth, you want it to be even smoother, well, all the smoothness, whiteness, and beauty are yours. You’re too greedy!” Dyosa said with raised eyebrows and rolled her eyes at her. She hugged her friend, he was four years older than her, and he openly displayed his being gay. Even though Dyosa was her only friend, she was content because he didn’t judge her, he even defended her from those who bullied her. “Please, please! Just try it, that’s all. Please,” she said sweetly to her friend. “Fine, you’re lucky I’m kind and beautiful,” he snapped his fingers in the air, “and don’t hug me, bakla, you’re disgusting!” He pushed her away. Gigi laughed at her friend’s actions, even though he was often rude, she knew he loved her. It was getting dark when Dyosa said goodbye. He said he was going to cook rice because his father would get angry if there was no food when he got home. Gigi happily looked at her face in the mirror, it was true what Dyosa said, her face became even smoother when she used the foundation, she looked like a young woman because she used red lipstick, like what her mother often used. They looked alike because of that. She thought she wanted a lot of makeup to make her even more beautiful. She wanted to be the most beautiful in their barangay. At the age of ten, Gigi knew that money was important to achieve her dreams. They were poor, so they couldn’t buy the things they wanted, they didn’t even have enough money to buy food sometimes, so her mother would just borrow. Gigi fed her siblings, and she also washed the dishes. They didn’t have a TV because her mother couldn’t buy a new one when their old one broke. She just entertained herself by reading her books, and sometimes she drew dress designs in her notebook. She fell asleep thinking about how she could find a man who would lift them out of poverty. She was still young, but that was what she was thinking about, she couldn’t wait to grow up. She would make sure she would be beautiful when she grew up. Really beautiful. Gigi woke up when she heard faint moans, she wondered who was moaning like they were in pain. She looked at her two siblings who were beside her, they were sleeping soundly. She was nervous when the moans got louder, she thought they were coming from the living room. She slowly stood up, making sure her movements didn’t make any noise. Her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest when she suddenly heard a loud bang outside, she stopped breathing and listened to what was happening outside. The moans continued, it sounded like two people because they had different timbres. It couldn’t be thieves because they wouldn’t make noise, because they would be exposed. Gigi bit her lip because her heart was beating so loudly, she didn’t want to go out because she was scared. With her eyes closed, she opened the door to their room and quietly went out, her hands were trembling. The moans got louder as she got closer to their kitchen, the light was on. As far as she could remember, she turned it off before going into the room. She clenched her fist and bravely moved forward to see what was happening, she didn’t breathe as she slowly approached where the loud moans were coming from. If it was an aswang, it was surely the end for them siblings. The curtains were covering their kitchen, so she hid on the side and peeked. Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth to prevent making any noise. At the age of ten, Gigi witnessed how her mother worked. She was frozen in her tracks as she watched her mother, who was naked and lying on their dining table, while a naked man was on top of herThe venue was teeming with the crème de la crème of society, individuals adorned in shimmering gowns and expensive suits. The women, with their chins held high, paraded in exquisite dresses, each embellished with rare gemstones, jewelry crafted from the finest stones. They reveled in showcasing their affluence. Meanwhile, the gentlemen, engaged in conversations about business, boasted about their achievements, recounting tales of building empires upon empires.From filthy rich businessmen to powerful politicians and renowned celebrities, they all gathered to witness the engagement of the formidable and one of the most sought-after bachelors in town, Fabian Luigi Romano, to the sole heiress of a multi-billion dollar company, Elvira McIntosh.Every guest present was a person of significance, each clad in the most expensive attire and jewels, a testament to their belonging to the upper echelons of society. Their demeanor and attire spoke volumes.They greeted and smiled at each other, bu
“Fabian, my man. Congratulations on your engagement!” Alfredo Zamora greeted Fabian as soon as they stepped off the stage. The two bumped fists.Alfie and Fabian were college friends. Although they took different courses, they shared the same interest—women. Both were members of a sex club called the King’s Club. It was an exclusive club where all the members came from elite families. There were no restrictions in that club—any of your deepest desires and kinkiest fantasies could come true.Once you were a member of that club, you could have sex with anyone, as long as there was consent. Threesomes, orgies, man-to-man—whatever you desired, you could experience it in that club. You could be whoever you wanted to be there.“Thanks, man. I thought you weren’t going to make it tonight.”“Of course, I wouldn’t miss this for the world. And thanks to this lovely lady for accompanying me here.” Alfie pointed to Gigi, who stood beside him. “This is Sugar, my date for tonight. Sugar, this is my
He had to admit, this woman’s mouth was the best. The combination of sucking and licking drove him insane. Surely, many women had already tried pleasing him using their delicious mouths, but nothing beat this woman.Another groan erupted when the woman’s mouth swallowed him whole! His hardness was buried deep in her mouth, and he could feel the head of his manhood hitting the back of her throat. She bobbed her head up and down, her gagging sound and the vibrations of her mouth whenever she moaned sent thousands of electric waves through his entire body.From deep-throating him, she would go licking and sucking off his balls while her hand played with his shaft. She was so good! The way her tongue flatly licked him while her eyes stayed on him brought him to the edge.“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna c*m!” Fabian gripped the woman’s hair and guided it to bob up and down his length with force. He was so near to his explosion that he could feel his balls tighten. His whole body was trembling with
Fabian was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he drove towards the address Markus had given him. He had debated whether to go or not, but the call of his body was too loud to ignore, and he hated himself more for being so weak.He didn’t want to do this. His mind kept telling him it was the stupidest thing to do, but his groin rejoiced when he chose to ignore his mind and followed what his body craved. Idiot!It was almost midnight and he was already lying in bed trying to sleep, but sleep was avoiding him. He had no choice but to get up and drink some alcohol to help him sleep, but it had no effect, so he decided to just go to the club.He hated himself for being so weak when it came to the call of his body. No matter how hard he tried to avoid it, the woman wouldn’t leave his mind. Maybe if he got what he wanted from her, he could forget about her. He just needed to f*ck her, then be done with it. Yes, that’s what he’s going to do.And here I thought you only f*ck women fr
After the show, Gigi immediately exited the stage. She wasted no time leaving the stage because the customers were going crazy, all vying to book her for the night. The show Sugar had given them was a total blast. They were like rabid dogs. Everyone who witnessed her show wanted a taste of her.Mommy July, the club owner, was beaming, happy with the outcome of the performance of one of her girls, who had become her friend. She was very proud of the woman. For Mommy July, Sugar was one of her treasures at the club, she had gained wealth because of the women. More wealthy clients had come to her club since Sugar had joined as a dancer three years ago.“You’re booked for the whole next week, darling.” She happily told Gigi, or Sugar as she was known on stage. July placed an envelope on the table, overflowing with cash. It was an envelope full of cash, an advance payment for Sugar’s week-long booking.Sugar glanced at the envelope on her vanity table. She stopped removing her makeup and t
Fabian ran a hand over his face, countless times already. He couldn't stay calm. His nerves were throbbing with anticipation, and his heart wouldn't settle down. It was beating so fast that his chest ached.Fabian stood up from the sofa and paced nervously around the living room of his condo unit, the unit that only he knew. He had already given that gay guy named July the instructions. Sugar should be here by now, she was already ten minutes late, and it was killing him.His fingers were fidgeting, and he couldn't seem to calm down. Thousands of scenarios ran through his mind. What if she declined his offer? Maybe his offer was too low? Shit! He slapped his palms against his face.This was the first time he had been interested in a woman, and he had to admit he was nervous. Especially since the woman was the kind he hated the most. But with her, he couldn't bring himself to hate her despite her reputation and profession.“F*ck!” he cursed in frustration when his phone, resting on the
Sugar felt herself getting aroused just by the way the man looked at her. Even though she wasn't undressed yet, his gaze seemed to pierce into the very depths of her being. And whether she admitted it or not, she liked it.How had this happened? Never in her life had she felt this way about a client. She was never attracted to them. But this man—there was something different about the way he looked at her.The slow music filled the dimly lit room. The man, seated on a plush couch, was stroking his hard shaft, and to Sugar’s eyes, it was massive—hard, huge, and long. Her body swayed in rhythm with his movements, his hand moving up and down his length.Sugar bit her lip as she imagined how good it would feel to have him inside her. She had never felt this kind of desire for a man before. Usually, when men used her body for pleasure, all she felt was disgust and regret. But this man—there was something different about him. His intense gaze told her so. He might be paying for her company
“Happy birthday, bunso!” Gigi and her siblings shouted in unison. Gigi smiled widely as she looked at her family, happily joking around.Today was their youngest sister, Sophia's, third birthday. Gigi happily stared at her sister, who beamed widely when she saw the big cake Gigi had bought.“Blow your cake na baby Sophia!” Gigi's friend, Dyosa, shouted. She carried the child and brought her closer to the table with the prepared food. They didn't have much food prepared for her birthday, but Gigi was content because they were all complete, and her friends Dyosa and Gracia were also there.Sophia raised her hand and clapped while her arms were raised. She quickly blew out the candles on the cake they bought for her, then squealed. They all laughed at her reaction.There were no other guests except for them, along with Dyosa. Gigi also invited July, but she couldn't come because she had other plans for the day. Gigi didn't invite any neighbors because they wouldn't come anyway, they look
A hearty laugh echoed through the McIntosh mansion's garden. The old businessman couldn't stop chuckling as he was informed about what happened at the Crown Tower. He would have been even happier if he had witnessed Fabian Romano lose his composure. If he could have seen the man crumble, he would have gone there himself. The man wiped the tears from his eyes, still overcome with laughter. He couldn't believe that the mighty Fabian Romano had been tricked by a woman. "Just look at the irony, that woman was Lozano's... companion before she became Fabian's. What a small world, they were mortal enemies after all." He clapped the man who had been his eyes and ears inside Fabian's office. "I have to give you an award for being the best actor, son. You did a fantastic job. You fooled him so well." He praised the man. They were sitting in the garden's gazebo, wine glasses in hand. They were celebrating Fabian Romano's small downfall. Even though
Gigi clutched the pillow tightly as Fabian pounded her back violently. There was no gentleness in his every move. His hands were all over her body, gripping hard, slapping her skin until it turned red. Gigi whimpered as his movements became even more aggressive. He beat her mercilessly. Her sex felt sore and her body ached. His hands held her waist so tightly she felt like her skin would rip off. But she endured it all, knowing why he was acting this way. “You. Are. Mine.” Every word he said was filled with unspoken anger. His voice was thick with bitterness. Gigi could feel the emotions he was trying to hide from her. He was hurting, deeply. This action of his was just a defense against the pain that consumed his heart, and Gigi fully understood it. In fact, she wanted to be punished for being the reason for his misery. He released her waist and hugged her from behind. Their sweaty skin touched. He was leaning into her bac
Fabian gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles almost turned white. The tight grip on the wheel was the only thing keeping control over his burning rage. His car sped through the dark road. It was almost midnight and the streets were empty. His eyes stayed fixed on the road as he drove aimlessly into the night.His heart wouldn't stop pounding. Her pictures kept flashing in his mind. He had already seen that child in the pictures Gigi had shown him on her phone. The similarities were too obvious, but he hadn’t thought it was her daughter. She had a child—and that bastard Lozano was the father! Fate was making a complete fool out of him. Or had this been his plan all along? Did he deliberately make him meet the girl, capture his heart, and then leave him? Were they still in a relationship? So many scenarios spun around in his head, he felt like he was going insane.That bastard couldn’t get the better of him! How dare that woman play with his he
Vira never felt this kind of rejection before. She was born and raised like a princess; she always had everyone’s attention. She got everything she wanted. All women were jealous of her, and men dreamed of having her. She was educated and smart, and she knew her worth as a woman.Fabian made her feel like she was nothing. No one had ever made her feel that way! How dare this man treat her like trash. She was a McIntosh princess—she always got what she wanted. And now, she wanted that whore out of Fabian’s life. She wouldn’t allow herself to be upstaged by a cheap woman.Instead of leaving the office, Vira took a deep breath to calm herself. With years of practice, she had mastered her emotions. No matter what, she had to keep her composure. Holding her head high, she turned to face Fabian.He had his back to her, leaning both arms against the edge of his desk. His eyes were closed, as though he was lost in deep thought.
“Sir, Mr. McIntosh is waiting inside your office,” Markus greeted his boss as he walked in.The scowl on Fabian’s face screamed trouble for the employees. Whenever he looked like this, everyone made sure not to make mistakes—getting fired was almost certain. These were the days they hoped their boss wouldn’t even notice them.The poor secretary swallowed nervously. He was trembling because Fabian’s expression grew even darker upon hearing who was waiting for him. Markus knew exactly why his boss was in such a foul mood.Fabian didn’t say a word, not even glancing at his secretary. Markus hurriedly opened the office door for him, bracing himself for whatever storm might come today. He could sense it—this wasn’t going to end well.Fabian’s mood darkened even more when he saw the people sitting in the visitor’s chairs in his office. He’d already had a terrible start to the day, and seeing these two made everything worse. It had been two days since he last contacted Gigi.“Fabian, son! Ho
There was a long stretch of silence as they sat facing each other. Neither one of them wanted to speak first. But Gigi couldn’t take it; she didn’t want this to drag on in her unit. If this woman came to talk, she might as well start now so it could end sooner. She wanted her peace, and that would only be possible if she was alone.All her life, Gigi had been told she was beautiful—and she knew it too, she saw it in the mirror. But now, facing the woman who was about to marry Fabian, she couldn’t help but feel a tinge of envy. Beauty isn’t everything. It’s superficial and useless if it lacks substance.“What are we here to talk about?” Gigi was the first to speak. She looked up from her bowed head to meet her guest’s heavy stare.Elvira McIntosh sat on the single-seater sofa with so much confidence it made Gigi uncomfortable. Even in the way she sat, it was obvious—this woman was not ordinary. She was born with class and glamour. She's every woman’s dream.Gigi swallowed hard as a wav
Cold water trickled from the shower. Gigi just let the water flow from the showerhead. Her skin felt cold and her eyes ached from crying. Even though she was shivering, all Gigi could do was sit on the tiled bathroom floor and cry. She felt terrible, and there was nothing she could do but cry.Alfredo threw her out of the house like trash. She went straight to the condo after leaving his house. Her heart was boiling with rage—rage directed at herself. Gigi felt awful. After everything he did to her, he even had the nerve to threaten her. She felt hopeless and helpless.She wiped the tears that wouldn’t stop falling. She sat naked on the bathroom floor. All her life, she had been used to sleeping with strangers for money. Yes, she felt disgusted with herself for being that cheap, but what she was feeling now was far worse. Aside from not being able to defend herself, it felt like she had betrayed Fabian. Even though he knew nothing of what happened, she still felt like she had betrayed
The red liquid flickered against the firelight. She raised the goblet and scrutinized the crimson wine. Screaming Eagle Cabernet, the world’s most expensive red wine—a luxury only the wealthy could indulge in. She wanted to laugh at herself. Yeah, she’s rich. Beautiful. Educated. Those traits were supposed to elevate her, yet now they felt meaningless. She felt like a pitiful joke, utterly worthless.She took a swig from the goblet, then grabbed the bottle on the table and drank straight from it. She longed to drown herself in alcohol, hoping it might silence the questions raging in her mind.Elvira exhaled sharply and slammed the bottle onto the coffee table in her condo. Closing her eyes, she tried to steady herself. Her thoughts had spiraled for days, gnawed by insecurity—a weakness she despised herself for surrendering to.It had been a week since she’d rushed back from the States. Fabian had abandoned her there abruptly. She’d dismissed it as an emergency until an anonymous messa
There are things in the world that no matter what we do, we can’t control. It’s beyond our grasp and all we can do was just stare as fate takes over. We get hurt and we look for someone to blame. We choose to blame the people around us, the gods in heaven, or even ourselves. There's nothing else we can do but to cry over those things.Gigi suddenly sat up from her bed, jolted awake by a nightmare. She groaned as pain struck her. She held her head and stomach. They ached. Her womanhood was also throbbing in pain. Her body was in pain, a different kind of pain. She knew that pain, the pain of a violent intercourse. Her muscles screamed and her breasts were soft.The events that happened before she lost consciousness earlier came rushing back to her. Horror enveloped her whole being as realization hit her. No! I can’t be! This can’t be happening!She clutched her chest when she felt her heart pounding wildly. She didn’t want to accept the truth! But no matter how much her mind denied it,