Gigi Empress Age Novels & Stories

She figured this would work to her advantage, as the old man would surely lose his mind. Gigi opened her purse and reapplied her red lipstick. She also adjusted the wig she was wearing. Once she was satisfied with her appearance, she left the bathroom. She really needed to get that flash drive containing all this old man's dirty deeds so his evil could end and there would be no more victims.

Colby The door clicked shut behind Gigi. She was shorter than she looked in heels, perhaps 5'5 without them. Her blonde hair was past her shoulders, perfectly straight, and her body... Damn! Her tits were big and perky, her waist narrow, and her hips full. I walked over to the bed and sat down, patting my bed invitingly. "Come here," I said, my voice low and commanding. Gigi bit her lip, her eyes flicking down to my lap briefly before she approached me slowly, like a shy little mouse.

Her mind reeled, and her brows furrowed as she hinted at what I had to say. Gritting my teeth, I grabbed her closer to me and warned, “Look here, everything has changed, Mrs Michelson. I am no longer the naïve Emily who has endured all hardness and unfairness in life because I had no other choice. I am Emerald Gills, the CEO of the imperial company, and a famous jeweler.” To my surprise, she laughed scornfully, sarcasm evident in her tone.. “What do you mean, the CEO of a top company like the Imperial? Are you trying to impersonate a prominent figure just to intimidate me? Since when have you become a jeweler?”

But then she had quickly won them over. “My name is Georgia; everyone calls me Gigi. My dad played for the Falcons and is now a coach for the Bucs. I have a degree in childhood development because it sounded fun. But now I just don’t know what I want to do.” She came from fame and money and had grown up in the spotlight. Had no desire to try to seduce either of her employers. In fact, she looked at Reese and informed him that he was not only too old for her, but his wife did more for her.

I blushed " Thank you so much but I feel bad that all your kindness will go to waste. Soon I'll go back to my duties and I don't want to mess up your beautiful dress." " Oh please. I won't let you be mistreated anymore. And the dress is actually one of the spares I have, so it's yours now. And when you're done, I'll give the rest to you. I can’t wear it all anyway." She told me to sit beside her on the bed and have my meal. I couldn't resist the moans that escaped from my lips. It tasted so amazing. " What's your name?" " I'm Gigi Lancaster, and I'm 18 years old." I answered her and she exclaimed.

Emilia POV "Excuse me who are you?" I gasped shockingly as I approached the strange woman who was standing in Jettison's kitchen with her back turned to me With her statue and everything I could swore I've never seen her before and how she got here baffled me because I've been in the house since morning working on one of the computer Jettison had given to me yesterday and i didn't see or hear anyone come in "Hi good day you must be Madam Emilia right?" She faced me immediately and that was when I took in her appearance she looks in her late forties or maybe fifties, nice and neat with her gray hair tied in a tight bun and wore simple dress

I do too. " Are you, like, the secretary?" " Yeah. For Mr. Killian's floor. You need anything, I'm just a few doors away." She smiles warmly. Emily looks to be 37, but she looks younger than her age. She has blonde hair, fair skin, a little taller than me and she's smartly dressed like every KB TECH worker. Her sharp blue eyes compliment her features. I seem to be one of the youngest here, considering I've only seen women who are in their early thirties and late twenties.

, Arthur said confidently. “I agree. I can’t be fake when it comes to friendship and I really like Arthur for you. You want an old school dominating male to handle you”, Giselle replied while nodding in agreement. “Thank you, both” Nate said happily. “You look like you are twenty-eight. What’s your real age, Arthur?” Giselle asked curiously while turning towards Arthur. “Um, I turned 1032 this year.”