The shower water was cold, but Gigi was burning with pleasure. The cold water couldn't extinguish the fire slowly consuming her sanity.She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and parted her lips. She grabbed a handful of his hair as he devoured her. Her back pressed against the cold bathroom tile as she pushed his head deeper into her aching wetness.Fabian was a willing slave, kneeling as he worshipped her body like a goddess. One of her legs rested on his shoulder as he relentlessly devoured her femininity. His sinful tongue explored her womanhood, tickling her entrance as it moved between her lips.Gigi moaned when Fabian inserted two fingers into her while his mouth concentrated on giving her clitoris the best suck she'd ever experienced. Gigi's eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Her knees felt weak.“Oh, yes! Just like that, daddy!” she cried out when Fabian pressed his fingers inside her, hitting her G-spot.This was a trigger for Fabian. Hearing her call him that, his already har
Family. They're the people who accept you for who you are, even knowing how flawed you might seem to others. They're the only ones who will stand by your side, no matter how dark your days or how low you feel. Family provides comfort, love, and acceptance. Even though Gigi wasn't fortunate in life, God gave her a family that accepted her for who she was.I smiled hearing Pia's shrill laughter as Adrian chased her. They were happily playing in the pool Gigi had rented for her family. There was no special occasion; Gigi just wanted to take her family to a resort to relieve stress. It was Christmas break, so her siblings were off school.“You seem happy,” her mother said, sitting beside her at the pool's edge. “Your siblings noticed you've been laughing a lot lately,” she added.Gigi sat up straight and faced her mother. She smiled sadly. She took her mother's hand and stroked it gently. Her mother's once smooth hands were now wrinkled. Her mother was one of the reasons Gigi chose to w
They say money is the root of all evil. People kill for it; families and friends become enemies over it. This has been going on for centuries. Money has become like a god in this world; everyone craves it. Even the rich want more.They say the world wouldn't turn without money. How can someone feed their family without it? How can parents send their children to school? People strive for money. It's a bitter and painful reality.Gigi stared at the black card. Fabian had given it to her a few days after she agreed to his terms. He said she could buy anything she wanted with it. She'd used it, but only to buy school supplies for her siblings.Initially, she was happy because Fabian could provide her with all the material things she wanted, but now she felt listless. Yes, she had money because Fabian was generous, but why did she feel lacking? It was like she needed something more that money couldn't buy.Gigi sighed and put the card back in her wallet. Fabian had even opened a bank accou
Gigi watched Alfie sleep on the sofa with a mixture of pity and concern. He was tall and broad, yet he’d managed to curl up on the small sofa. She sat on the floor, gently patting his shoulder to keep him from waking. He was a confused man, unsure of what he wanted in life, especially since he was constantly subservient to his businessman father. He lacked the freedom to make his own decisions; everything was subject to his father's approval. For a mature man like Alfie, it was a blow to his pride and masculinity.Gigi sighed deeply. Alfie had poured out his heart, crying and begging her to avoid Fabian. She hadn't known Alfie felt this way about her. He'd made it seem like she was just someone to satisfy his physical desires. Or maybe he was just confused, and her rejection had made things worse.Gigi was startled by the ring of her phone. Frantically, she grabbed it and answered without looking at the caller ID. She quietly moved away from Alfie.“Hello?” she whispered, not wanti
Fabian slipped his arms into the side of his bed only to find it empty. He closed his eyes and felt around the side, but there was no one next to him. Had Gigi left? Fabian immediately opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.He hissed and closed his eyes as his vision spun and he felt the sour taste in his mouth. He loved drinking, but hated the after effects. His emotions got the better of him last night. He couldn't control the intense jealousy that consumed him. Just thinking about Gigi writhing in pleasure underneath a man was enough to explode different kinds of emotions he never thought he was capable of feeling. He knew that what he felt yesterday was jealousy, even though it was the first time he had ever experienced that emotion.“F*cking hangover,” he cursed and forced himself to get up.He wondered where Gigi was. All he remembered was bringing her to his condo unit last night. After the confrontation, he drowned himself in alcohol just to ease away the disappointment and ange
“Sir, the meeting will start in fifteen.” Markus reminded him as his head popped out of the slightly open door.Fabian nodded without glancing at Markus. He focused on his laptop. He had a lot to take care of so he wouldn't have to worry when he and Gigi were on vacation. He also wanted a break from work; he'd been having weird headaches lately. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to go on vacation, especially since Gigi requested it. He didn't know why, but he couldn't say no to that woman. It was like she had some kind of magic that made him want to grant her every wish.“Markus, I want you to process these papers as soon as possible.” Fabian pulled out some papers from the drawer of his desk. Papers that were necessary for his vacation with Gigi. He planned on taking her on a Mediterranean cruise and then they would stay in Paris for a week. If he could, he wanted to take the woman around the world, but he was too busy right now, especially with the opening of a project of his in America coming
Fabian downed drink after drink. The bitter taste of the alcohol burned its way down his throat. He wasn't satisfied yet and took another swig. He wanted to drown himself in alcohol. He didn't understand himself. He hated to admit it, but Alfie was right about Gigi having nothing but his money. He knew that already, but it was hard to swallow the fact that she didn't care about him, only his money.He downed another glass of vodka hoping it would cloud his mind. He didn't want to think about anything, but he couldn't help it. There were so many what-ifs running through his head. What if Gigi found someone much wealthier than him? Or someone who could provide what she really wanted?Fabian let out a desperate sigh and downed another glass. He couldn't fathom what he would do if the time came when Gigi left him and went with a man who could give her everything. Yes, he could be that man, but he couldn't give a secure relationship. Damn, they weren't even in a relationship. What they had
Gigi bit her thumb while staring at her cellphone. She had been glancing at it repeatedly, growing increasingly annoyed with herself. Dyosa had already scolded her, saying she was becoming too clingy to the man—who, after all, was just a client.She wanted to throw a fit because Fabian hadn't contacted her for almost a week. Not a single call or message. She was starting to worry. Had he realized that she wasn’t worth his time and money? Did he not want her anymore? Had he found someone younger and fresher? A million questions swirled in her head."Hey, stop overthinking, girl. I already told you—don’t fall for clients. It happened to me before, and trust me, it hurts like hell when they remind you that you’re only good for their bed," Gracia warned. She was sitting on the floor, gulping down a bottle of liquor.Gigi pressed her lips together. Her friends knew how she felt about Fabian. She couldn’t say she was in love with him, but it sure felt like it."Who wouldn’t fall for a man t
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,