Gig Of The Day Chapter 19 Novels & Stories

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Inside, we were building a structure strong enough to outlast appetite. —End Chapter 19

The book had done very well. I had walked out of the dark of all of it. Eventually, I moved to a city by the sea. There was no Mason there. There was just my future, and it was bright.

It must have been so scary for Gigi to witness something like that! Gigi swallowed hard, her chest rising and falling as she relived the horror behind her eyes. She shifted slightly in her wheelchair, wincing from the tension on her abdominal stitches, but her gaze never strayed from mine. "Well..." Gigi began, her voice dropping into a low, somber cadence. "I just finished my morning run and was heading back. Even before I entered the compound, I could hear them screaming and arguing with each other."

“You grind another man right in front of him. That’s how this shit works.” I shake my head quickly. “That’s bad advice.” “Exactly!” Gigi points a finger at me like she just solved math. “Bad is what works for these men, not good.” I bite my lip. “I just… I don’t want to play games. I want…” “If you wanna be a good girl,” Gigi cuts me off, “then drop that glass of whiskey right now, let’s get on our knees, and ask God that Lance comes to you and…” Then she makes a dramatic hand motion. “...and fucks you.”

Chapter 52: Millennium Park Gigi woke up the following morning with a bright new thought: she wanted that day to be different. She was not that kind of positive girl who always smiled and hoped for a better day but that single day was different. A big part of why she was so happy that morning was because she had been able to figure things out with Jayla, her best friend. Seeing her sleeping next to her with her messy hair and her makeup still on her face gave Gigi all the good vibes that she needed.

Next chapter will be a bummer 😁😁😁 Get ready for some actionaire 😁😁😩

At least Rourke and I, considering he demands at least three times that in a single session. “What I don’t have is a frizzing job because you decided to send me a dildo with a flash mob demonstrating in song and dance how to properly prepare and use the demonoid King Kong cock on my first day!” Well, this just got interesting. Not even the puppy is tempted to turn it off, with that being said. Odd as that is, what she says next...... Chapter 1.10 A Disaster Waiting To Happen, By Vince

My stomach churned as I listened to Salvatore's low moans of pleasure mingling with Gigi's husky laughter. I pressed my hand against my mouth to stifle a gasp as Gigi's sultry voice filled the room once more. "Fuck, you are so hard, Capo..." she purred. Salvatore's response was barely audible, a guttural growl of affirmation. As Gigi's whispered instructions grew more explicit, I closed my eyes tightly, as if shutting them hard enough would somehow block out the sounds of their passion. It was like trying to unhear a bad song stuck in your head by covering your ears with your hands – utterly futile, but you do it anyway in a desperate attempt at self-preservation.