Semua Bab The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Fabian raised an eyebrow when he saw Gigi's wide grin as she strode out of the kitchen. She looked at him as if she had just emerged victorious from a battle, seemingly proud. Fabian couldn't help but wonder what the young woman was up to. He grabbed Gigi's arm and stopped her. "What happened?" She just shrugged and looked at the kitchen door before laughing. "I don't know, go see for yourself." She pulled her arm away and left. Fabian rushed into the kitchen where he found his brother lying on the floor, writhing in pain and clutching his groin. All his life, Fabian had never seen Roccio in a vulnerable state. What he was seeing now was not the brave and intimidating Roccio he knew. "What happened, Ross?" Fabian was puzzled about why his brother was in such a state. "Ahh- I..." He couldn't finish what he was about to say. His face and neck were red. Though concerned, Fabian laug

JD's nostrils practically flared with irritation at Gigi. He was worried about her safety, but she seemed to take his rising stress levels completely for granted. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself. He was furious with Gigi and wanted to twist her ear for being so reckless. There was no remorse on her face, which only fueled his anger. "JD, I'm sorry. I promise I won't endanger myself. I won't see Fabian until I'm done with what I need to do. Besides, Fabian won't rat me out; he's on our side," Gigi said at length, pouting as if pleading for forgiveness. JD irritably scratched the back of his neck and let out a breath. "I know that! Do you think that guy won't look for you if you don't show up? And he knows where you work; he'll go to that building. Didn't you think about that? What if he finds out about your plans? Do you think he'll let you put yourself in danger?" JD lectured. Gigi p

Fabian bolted upright in bed, startled by the absence of Gigi beside him. He immediately glanced to his side. His heart pounded when he realized something. The other side of the bed was empty. The sun was already high, so Fabian knew it was noon. He must have overslept from exhaustion the night before. He closed his eyes again, suddenly feeling dizzy from the abrupt movement. But the frantic beating of his heart didn't subside. Fear. That was the first thing Fabian felt when he realized Gigi wasn't next to him. He'd waited over a year to find her, and he wouldn't accept it if she ran away again. That chapter of his life, where he waited for Gigi, was over. Fabian listened carefully, checking for any sounds—someone showering, or noises outside the room. The entire place was silent, confirming that Gigi had left while he was asleep. "Damn!" Fabian cursed. Even though Fabian knew where to find her

All-black outfit: shirt, pants, and a cap. That’s what Gigi planned to wear tonight as she got ready for yet another mission. But her plan to go solo? Totally ruined. Tyron and Odin were already waiting outside—turns out there was another operation scheduled for tonight. Gigi could only scratch her head in frustration. She wanted to go alone, but these two always seemed one step ahead, knowing all her moves before she even made them. She grabbed a small handgun, checked the bullets, and tucked it into her holster. She also grabbed two extra magazines and slid them into the other side of her waist. She still wasn’t fully comfortable carrying a weapon, but she was slowly getting used to it. It was part of the job now. Tonight’s objective: tail and monitor McIntosh. They received a solid tip that the old man was involved in a sex trafficking ring. The agency’s mission? Gather enough evidence to bring him down. For Gigi, this was p

They say love conquers all—that it can overcome any challenge or problem, as long as the person you love stays by your side. Love is a battle fought by two. But how do you fight when the one you love isn't beside you? Where do you draw strength from? But does love ever really leave you? What does unconditional love truly mean? Fabian felt it—but he couldn’t explain it. Fabian tried to stay unnoticed while lurking around the McIntosh building. He couldn’t risk being seen by anyone who might recognize him, which made asking about Gigi that much harder. He had to keep a low profile. Be invisible. He adjusted the baseball cap he borrowed from Markus. He’d been coming around for a few days now, but Gigi was nowhere in sight. He couldn’t delegate this to Markus for personal reasons—this was something he had to do himself. He didn’t want a repeat of what happened in De Santos’ investigation. That disaster had made him look like a fool—