Semua Bab The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Fabian couldn't sit still as he paced back and forth inside his Makati condo unit. He was waiting for Detective De Santos, and his heart wouldn't calm down. Today was when he'd receive the reports gathered from the investigation into Gigi's case. "Damn!" Fabian cursed softly as pain shot through his temple. He closed his eyes for a moment and rubbed his forehead. He really needed to see a doctor; his migraine wasn't getting any better, and he suffered from dizziness from time to time. He felt like he was aging prematurely. He poured himself a glass of liquor and drank it in one go. Its bitter taste burned his throat. He lit a cigar and continuously drew in the smoke before puffing it out. Alcohol and nicotine were what kept him functional these days. During their last conversation, De Santos had mentioned that someone had reopened the case of the burned warehouse. Fabian wanted to know who. If the case had been closed, then someone might

Fabian parked the car outside the King's Lair clubhouse located in a high-end subdivision. He had received a text message from Dan saying the gang wanted to see him. He had too many things on his mind, so he decided to visit his friends. A little booze and a talk with his lunatic friends would probably make a difference. He missed their craziness too. Fabian could only shake his head when he saw the expensive cars lined up outside the clubhouse. All of them were luxury vehicles. It was impossible for his friends not to brag about cars since it was one of the things they were obsessed with. They never fell behind and always showed off their new collections. He wanted to forget what he had learned a while ago, just for a few hours. It was better to be at the clubhouse, and if he got drunk, his friends would be there. Those motherf*ckers were actually good babysitters. This clubhouse for the King's Lair members was exclusively for male membe

Fabian groaned as the early morning light pierced through the curtains. The man clutched his head that seemed to be throbbing with pain. Even with his eyes closed, he struggled to sit up and leaned against the headboard of the bed. "Damn, hangover!" he cursed softly. Using his left hand, Fabian massaged his aching temple. He hadn't drunk that much last night, but his clever friends had mixed different types of alcohol. That was probably why his head hurt so badly now. It was Dan's idea. "Damn that man to hell." Fabian kept his eyes closed because he was still dizzy. He just remained leaning on the headboard with his eyes closed. He felt terrible, like he was about to throw up. Who wouldn't get drunk when different types of drinks at the clubhouse were mixed together because, according to Dan, they needed to celebrate his reconciliation with Alfie? That guy's really crazy, Fabian cursed Dan inside his head. Bu

Roccio Romano smirked when he saw the man standing a few meters away. He chuckled at the man's expression; surprise was evident on his handsome younger brother's face. What could he do? He hadn't visited the country in years; he hadn't even bothered to attend his younger brother's wedding. He raised his glass in a gesture of greeting. "What's with that look, little brother? Surprised that your good-looking brother is here? Or are you annoyed because the good-looking brother is here?" he asked, laughing. They hadn't seen each other in a long time, yet Roccio greeted his younger brother with teasing. Fabian still couldn't believe his father's son was there. Roccio's voice was loud enough that their parents stopped talking and looked in Fabian's direction. His mother's face immediately lit up when she saw her son. Fabian hadn't visited them in a while. The man genuinely avoided going to his parents' mansion. "Fa

Vira stared at her reflection. Her face was flushed, a redness no amount of concealer could hide. Her neck was red too, a sign of arousal she didn't want. Despite her efforts, she couldn't help but be captivated by Fabian's brother. The man was walking temptation. His enigmatic blue eyes were cold and intense; even their soulless gaze was captivating. His stubble-covered jaw looked incredibly inviting. He was tall, his physique like that of an ancient warrior. She was so drawn to him, she felt a heat spread through her. This was the first time she'd felt this way about a man she'd just met. Yes, she'd had one-night stands before, but this man stirred something deep inside her. His eyes held a unique spark, full of worldly promise. Vira wondered what it would feel like to be wrapped in his strong arms, or to have him on top of her. Her sex clenched at the thought. The heat was intense, and she didn't know how long she could