Semua Bab The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]: Bab 131 - Bab 138

After the call ended, Fabian just stared at his phone screen, still trying to wrap his head around what just happened—Gigi had called him. She actually called. And she wanted to see him. It was a crazy day for Fabian. He had a ton of meetings to attend because he had filed for an indefinite leave starting next week. He needed to wrap everything up before passing the responsibilities to one of his trusted men. Of course, they could still call him if anything major came up with the company. McIntosh was officially out of the picture. His plan to buy out the shareholders fell through after the fire at his own company. He got too busy fixing his own mess, which gave Fabian enough time to undo the damage. He also fired several employees who were secretly working with McIntosh. The only one he didn’t let go was Markus. Fabian leaned back in his chair, nerves starting to kick in at the thought of seeing G

The moment Gigi wrapped her arms around him tightly, Fabian closed his eyes and just soaked in the feeling of having her back in his arms. Her warmth seeped into his skin—no one had ever made him feel like this before. Not a single woman from his past ever had, and he knew no one else ever would. Gigi’s grip around him tightened. Not being with him for a week felt like years of drought. She wouldn’t admit it out loud, but she knew deep down—she was incomplete without him. “God, I missed you,” Fabian whispered against her hair. He breathed her in, letting her scent flood his senses. He missed everything about her. Even though they saw each other briefly over the past weeks, it wasn’t enough to fill the emptiness he felt from being away from her for so long. Gigi kept sobbing softly, her face buried in his chest. Out of the corner of his eye, Fabian saw two figures emerge from the house. One had a serious

Gigi’s entire body trembled as the intense sensations rippled through her like a tidal wave. The way Fabian’s tongue explored her and the way his lips gently claimed her most sensitive places sent her spiraling into waves of euphoria. His mouth, skilled and unrelenting, felt like it was created just to worship her. She couldn’t ask for anything more from this man. Handsome, successful, a true gentleman—and he knew exactly how to touch her. Gigi honestly felt like the luckiest woman alive to have someone like him wrapped around her finger. Her back arched sharply when his fingers slipped inside her without warning. Two of them, moving with ease, thanks to the warmth and readiness she had for him. “Oh, God… baby, your fingers feel so good…” Gigi moaned, unable to hold it in anymore. Earlier, she thought his tongue alone would drive her insane, but now, with the way he was moving his fingers—confidently, rhythmically—it was a

All through the night, Fabian claimed Gigi like a man possessed. He didn’t stop until they were both shaking with exhaustion. He was insatiable, and honestly, she was loving every bit of it. Since she’d been missing him just as much, Gigi let him have her completely, all night long. She didn’t mind getting tired, as long as he was satisfied. Afterwards, Gigi lay facing Fabian. He was already fast asleep from pure fatigue. She traced his jaw gently with her finger, feeling how much she missed him. Even though they had spent time together these past few weeks, it still wasn’t enough for her. Sometimes, her thoughts drifted back to a “what if.” What if everything hadn’t been messed up because of McIntosh? Maybe they’d be happy now. Her family would still be alive, and she’d be safe with Fabian by her side. Not like now, where every day felt like walking on thin ice, always afraid McIntosh would find them—and that could be the last moment sh