All Chapters of The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Gigi bit her lip to stop herself from grinning. Her chest wouldn't stop pounding, and butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Never in her life had she felt this kind of giddiness because of a man. Though she hated to admit it, she was genuinely thrilled; she was close to throwing herself on the floor.She checked herself in the mirror. She was wearing the dress Fabian had sent. It was a simple dress, not too flashy in design, but the fabric was beautiful. She knew it was expensive because of the tag. It was a designer dress. It was a royal blue dress with lace cut-outs and lace cap sleeves. It hugged her waist, emphasizing the curves of her body. The neckline was a bit low, revealing her cleavage."You're beautiful, my child." Her mother stood behind her and fixed her hair. She gave her a small smile when their eyes met in the mirror."Where else would I get it from, Mom? I'm sure it's not from our gossipy neighbors," she said, laughing.Her mother laughed and picked up the comb to fix

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

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

“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

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