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 from the elite society? His mind mocked him. He clenched his jaw because it was true. He chose his women carefully, he doesn’t f*ck strippers or hookers. What happened to that principle, idiot? Fabian dismissed those thoughts. Fabian pulled his car over outside the club. He eyed the 4-storey building, as he learned, this had an underground den where the show took place. The underground club was only available for members. Despite his reservations, he was forced to call his friend to get inside. He fished out his phone from the pocket of his jeans and dialed Alfie’s number. He waited for a few rings before Alfie answered. The loud music was heard from the background, an indication that Alfie was already inside. Good. “Hey, dude. Where are you? You’re missing the fun in here!” Alfie’s voice was loud and he clearly sounded drunk. Fabian shook his head, he really didn’t like going to clubs like this. It's just not his thing. But for some unknown reason, he can’t seem to control himself. He was going crazy. That woman was nothing but trouble, the way she arched her brows at him, she’s confident that she can bend anything. “I’m already outside,” he informed Alfie. He looked at the place, it’s really for the elite. “I already told Vince, dude. He’ll let you in, just tell him you’re with me. Hurry up, bro, booties and tities are flying here, man!” Alfie laughed on the other end of the line. Fabian shook his head at his friend’s words. Alfie would never change. He've known him since college and he’s one of those guys who preferred pussies over brains. He got out of the car and headed towards the entrance of the club. From the outside, no one would think that this was a stripper’s club, it looked like an ordinary club. It just looked like a rented building. No one would suspect that there’s a dirty business going on inside the building. He spotted the man named Vince outside the club, he guessed he’s a bouncer here. He was big and tall, even more muscular than Fabian. He wasn’t surprised when the man just bowed to him and opened the door for him as if he’s a regular. Fabian just nodded at him before he entered the club. Maybe he knew him and Alfie had already told him. Fabian was welcomed with the loud bang of music. The music was so loud that Fabian wanted to turn back. He would definitely curse himself later as to why he was in this place. The smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol was in the air, along with the stale scent of sex. There were many people inside and the dance floor was packed. People were dancing wildly, grinding and swaying to the beat of the music. They didn’t care if their bodies were pressed against strangers as they danced. He spotted different prominent personalities, from wealthy businessmen to famous actors and sons of politicians. Women were seated beside them with drinks in their hands. Some are even doing nasty things. Fabian scoffed. So, this was where these filthy men spent their time. Wasting money on pussies that are not even worth it. Hypocrite! Then why are you here looking forward to seeing that woman? Isn't she one of those leeches who’ll suck a man dry? He wanted to punch himself for that realization. Fabian felt like a fool for coming to a place like this. He really didn’t understand why so many people loved clubs like this. He had just entered and already wanted to go home. This wasn’t his place; he preferred a quiet and classy bar where he could relax after a hectic day. Fabian was about to turn back when someone called him. He turned to see who it was and found Alfie coming towards him. There was a big smile plastered on his face, and for Fabian, it was like his friend was mocking him. He was grinning widely because he had finally convinced Fabian to come to this place. “Fabian, my man! You’re finally here, man. Welcome to Hype! I can’t believe that you actually called me!” Alfie laughed. He was holding a bottle of beer, he looked flushed but not drunk. Fabian just shook his head, laughing at his friend’s words. “I told you, I want to spend my remaining days as a bachelor in a place like this,” he reasoned out. He doesn’t want to admit to his friend that he’s here because he wanted to see that woman. “That’s right, man. You can’t just go marry without enjoying delicious pussies and booties, man! Come, the show’s about to start. I'm sure you’ll have the best night of your life tonight!” Alfie led him behind the stairs that led to the second floor. There’s an elevator with two bouncers guarding the door. They got in. They were going to the underground strip club. “Don’t worry about Vira, that woman always understands. You know her.” Alfie confidently said. Fabian knew that already. His soon-to-be wife was known to be very open-minded. She doesn’t mind him having sex with another woman, which he finds comfortable. It was actually one of the reasons why he agreed to marry her. The elevator dinged and the door opened. Alfie patted Fabian on the shoulder. Fabian scanned the whole area as he entered the underground club. It was spacious inside, as big as the first floor. There was a stage in the middle but the curtain was closed with a spotlight trained on the center, he guessed it’s not yet time for the show. The sound of women laughing and men guffawing dominated the atmosphere. The same scene as on the first floor but this place was quieter. “Lloyd and Dan are excited. Man, this is your first time coming to a club like this. Those guys wouldn’t believe me when I told them you were coming.” “You know I’m too busy with business. I actually had doubts whether to come here or not.” Fabian spotted a veteran actor he knew. He just nodded at him and raised his glass of red liquid. Fabian nodded in response. He saw how those women dropped their jaws when they saw him, probably surprised to see him here. “That’s bullshit, man! You’re missing all the fun in the world.” When they reached the table where his friends were sitting, they started making a commotion. “F*ck! You’re really here!” Dan shouted excitedly, standing up to greet him and staring as if he couldn’t believe it was really him. Fabian laughed at his friend’s childish act. “Wow, I can’t believe my eyes. The mighty Fabian Romano is in the house, man!” Llyod stood and offered his fist for a bump. “Fabby baby is finally a bachelor again!” Alfie shouted, and some of the clients turned their heads towards them. Some laughed at what his friend was saying. Fabian shook his head at what his friends were saying. “I tell you, man. I won’t let Fabian go home without getting a good pussy to f*ck! The ladies here are amazing, dude.” Dan was even proud to say that. Fabian sat down next to Lloyd. He offered him a drink which he gladly took. “You remember Sugar? The woman I brought to your engagement? She works here,” Fabian’s interest was piqued upon hearing her name. “And guess what? She’s dancing tonight. That’s why there are so many people every Friday. It’s Sugar’s night on Friday night. That woman is a legend here, I tell you, man. You'll get a massive hard-on just watching her dance.” Dan seemed very proud. Fabian’s jaw clenched. He felt anger rising from his heart when he thought about how many men had been with that woman. What would he expect from a woman who earns pennies by dancing naked? He hated that fact that she did all of that just for a small amount of money, but he hated himself for caring about what her profession was. As if on cue, the lights dimmed. The crowd of men cheered as the spotlight was focused on the stage, soft music began to play in the background. From cheering, the crowd went a little wild as the stage curtain began to open. Fabian swallowed as the closed curtain slowly began to open. His breath hitched as he waited for the performer. Anticipation filled his entire system. Fabian's heart began to beat erratically when he saw the slim figure on the center of the stage. After a week-long of agony, he finally was able to have a glance at the woman who’s wreaking havoc on his sanity. The spotlight zeroed on her, making the crowd go wild as the sexy music got louder, and the woman on the stage began to sway her hips in a very slow yet alluring way. She was facing away from the audience and the only thing visible was her curvy back. From her small waist to her round hips. She wore nothing but a sexy lingerie that exposed her flawless behind. White and incredibly smooth, Fabian was sure of it. Fabian swallowed. He had seen this scene in his dreams, he couldn’t believe that he’s here now watching her dance. Sugar. That woman who he can’t seem to get out of his system. He's definitely going to have her tonight.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
Gigi bit her lip and tried to quell the nervousness she was feeling. She had been restless since getting ready for her second meeting with the man. She was nervous about their second encounter. She remembered giving him her real name yesterday, and she wanted to take it back. It was an impulsive act on her part. She got carried away by his intense gaze, so she couldn't stop herself from telling him her real name. Now, Gigi wanted to slap herself for her stupidity.She was just going to dance tonight because that's what the man wanted, but for some reason, Gigi felt different. She was so excited even though their last meeting didn't end well for her.She had done this before, so many times already, but she felt like it was her first time dancing naked in front of a man.Gigi took a deep breath and bravely walked towards the door and pressed the doorbell. She was earlier this time, unlike yesterday when she was late because she had to bring the food she prepared for the club.She tapped
Fabian pulled Sugar and tossed her onto the sofa. The woman screamed loudly because of what Fabian did, she seemed out of it. Maybe she was really drunk. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were glazed over. She looked so hot with her flushed face.Fabian started to take off his clothes without taking his eyes off the woman. He hurriedly unbuttoned his polo shirt. All his rational thoughts flew out the window when he saw her pleasuring herself in front of him.Gigi moaned as she lay naked on the sofa. Her hands never stopped pleasuring herself, as if she couldn't get enough of the feeling. She moaned as she ran her hands all over her body.Fabian grabbed Gigi's hand and settled it above her head, rendering her immobile. Fabian got on top of the woman. Their naked bodies felt hot as their skin touched. He opened her using his legs, and the moment the head of his shaft touched her entrance, they both moaned in pure pleasure.“Hey, easy ka lang lover boy. Ang hot mo naman masyado. I still
Sore.That's what Gigi felt when she woke up. She was sore all over, especially her flower. Sore but satisfied.Her womanhood felt like a soft, withering flower. Even her joints and hips ached. Who wouldn’t be sore after indulging in each other’s bodies until morning?She remembered last night so vividly, even though she had been drunk. Her intoxication vanished as soon as things started heating up. He was like a Roman warrior last night—he conquered every inch of her body. He didn’t leave a single spot untouched, not even her armpits; he left his mark on every part of her.She remembered how he moaned and groaned like a wounded animal when he finally reached his peak.Gigi winced as she tried to move her body. She felt weak and soft. What time had they even finished this morning? That man was an animal in bed—no wonder he paid a hefty price. Apparently, the fee even came with a massage. Gigi shook her head.But admit it, you hypocrite—you enjoyed every second of it last night!Gigi b
King’s LairA sex club only for the elite. King’s Lair is where members from high society unleash their wildest fantasies. The club’s members are carefully selected—only those at the top can enter. From filthy rich businessmen and famous celebrities to corrupt politicians, it was a place for people who maintained a spotless public reputation but hid dark, carnal secrets.The lair was located in a secluded, high-end subdivision—far from the prying, judgmental eyes of the public. It was a place where the nastiest and kinkiest desires came true. Inside the lair, no one would judge you; you could be whoever you wanted to be. The owner was anonymous, but rumors said he was a very powerful man—a member of the untouchables.Every corner of the club was filled with naked people wandering freely. Members could have sex with whomever they wanted, as long as there was consent. Couples having sex in the open or wild orgies were common sights in the clubhouse. Everything seen and heard inside was
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,