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Fabian looked at Gigi, sleeping soundly on the sofa after crying herself to sleep. He felt pity and guilt. She had been through so much, and Fabian knew how much she loved her family.

He regretted not having met them before. He wished he had known Gigi's daughter, Pia. Although Gigi had hidden the truth about her daughter from him, he could have at least known the child.

Fabian sighed deeply. He pulled a cigar from his pocket and lit it. His head ached terribly at times like these.

He let Gigi sleep on the sofa. She looked stressed but still beautiful. He just didn't know what had happened to her skin.

Fabian took out his phone and dialed De Santo's number. He needed to talk to him. Now that he had found Gigi, he wouldn't hesitate to confront that old man. He would use every means necessary, legal or illegal, to put that man in jail.

“Good evening, Mr. Romano.” De Santos greeted Fabian.

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  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   93

    Every inch of Gigi’s body was covered in creamy soap, and Fabian took his time rinsing it off with gentle kisses and lingering strokes of his tongue. He was savoring every moment, fully enjoying the feel of her against him. He’d never tried something like this before—but now, he was sure it was his new favorite way to be close to her. His lips touched every part of her, but somehow it still didn’t feel like enough. He wanted more. With tender fingers, he parted her folds and let his tongue glide over the very center of her. She was already slick, the mix of soap and her own arousal making her glisten under the light. A soft, breathy moan escaped her lips, urging Fabian to keep going. The sounds she made only drove him to explore her more, alternating between gentle licks and firm kisses that made her tremble beneath him. “Please… please, baby… I want you now,” Gigi pleaded between shallow breaths. Her voice was t

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   92

    "Really, now?" Gigi paused, her hand stilling as she arched a brow at Fabian. She wanted to believe him, but it just sounded too good to be true. "Baby, why’d you stop?" he complained with a playful pout. He leaned in, peppering kisses along her neck, his hands roaming freely, caressing her curves and gently teasing her with soft squeezes and warm palms. Encouraged by his moans, Gigi resumed her slow, deliberate touch. Her strokes grew more confident, faster. Fabian groaned again, clearly losing control. She nudged him back, gently pushing him to sit on one of the empty chairs. Fabian stared, his gaze darkening as he took her in. Gigi stood before him wearing nothing but her underwear. The tension between them was almost unbearable—he had missed this closeness, and it showed in his eyes. With a sultry smile, Gigi knelt before him, slipping her hands into the waistband of his boxers and tugging

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   91

    As Gigi was setting the table for dinner, she suddenly felt Fabian wrap his arms around her from behind. His strong arms encircled her small waist, and he buried his face in the crook of her neck. “I still can’t believe you’re really here with me,” he whispered, pressing gentle kisses to her neck. The tickle of his beard against her sensitive skin made her shiver. Gigi straightened slightly, but didn’t push him away. She let him hold her like that. She missed him too. She leaned back into his firm body and closed her eyes. His arms tightened around her, and she could feel how much he had longed for her—just as much as she longed for him. Gigi felt happy, even though a part of her knew that Fabian could become an obstacle in what she was trying to do. She knew he’d probably try to stop her once he found out how dangerous her revenge plan really was. Even she wasn’t sure if she was ready for it.

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   90

    Fabian looked at Gigi, sleeping soundly on the sofa after crying herself to sleep. He felt pity and guilt. She had been through so much, and Fabian knew how much she loved her family. He regretted not having met them before. He wished he had known Gigi's daughter, Pia. Although Gigi had hidden the truth about her daughter from him, he could have at least known the child. Fabian sighed deeply. He pulled a cigar from his pocket and lit it. His head ached terribly at times like these. He let Gigi sleep on the sofa. She looked stressed but still beautiful. He just didn't know what had happened to her skin. Fabian took out his phone and dialed De Santo's number. He needed to talk to him. Now that he had found Gigi, he wouldn't hesitate to confront that old man. He would use every means necessary, legal or illegal, to put that man in jail. “Good evening, Mr. Romano.” De Santos greeted Fabian. Fabian

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   89

    Gigi looked around the room. After what happened in the janitor's closet at the McIntosh building, Fabian had brought her to this condo. It was different from the condo she knew before. The place was dull and empty, lacking any decorations to lift the depressing atmosphere. Was it a new place? Fabian sat opposite Gigi, his eyes never leaving her. It was as if he was still in awe that he had finally found her. “What happened to you?” This was a difficult question for Gigi to answer. How could she tell him that his father-in-law wanted her dead because he saw her as a threat to Vira? And how could she tell him that her family had died because of that devilish McIntosh? It was too hard for Gigi to confess all of that to Fabian. That's why it was better not to tell him at all. Gigi cleared her throat and looked away, unable to bear his intense gaze. His eyes were like fire, burning her from the ins

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   88

    “Wait.” Gigi gently pushed against Fabian’s chest to create some distance between them. Though she liked the heat his body radiated, she felt it was inappropriate to be so close. A strange heat was slowly igniting within her. The space they were in was cramped. It was a storage room for cleaning supplies. Mops and dirty mop squeezers were all around them, but Fabian didn't seem to care. He shoved them aside to make room. Gigi’s hand moved from Fabian’s chest to his stubbled jaw. His beard and mustache were thick; he clearly hadn't been taking care of himself. He looked thinner than the last time she saw him, and it worried her. Was he eating properly? she wondered. Gigi’s heart ached at the thought that he was like this because he missed her and she wasn't with him. Maybe if she had been by his side, he wouldn't be like this. But another part of her mind screamed that he was married, so it was unlikely she was the reason. F

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