Gigi Lu Novels & Stories

Which made me feel like a horrible person. She smiled gratefully, revealing a perfectly shaped white pair of teeth. “Thank you!” She said loudly. “Goddess knows I've been walking forever to find one of these stores. My name's Gigi. Gianna Smith, you?” She said, palming her head dramatically.

“But at the same time… I can’t stop thinking about it.” Gigi smirked, leaning in conspiratorially. “Sounds like someone’s already halfway to saying yes.” I glared at her, but the heat rising to my cheeks betrayed me. Gigi grabbed her phone again, the mischief practically radiating off her. “Alright, let’s do a little deep dive on your devilishly handsome boss. Full name again?” “Kingsley Larson,” I muttered, sinking back into the couch. Her fingers flew across the screen. “Kingsley Larson… CEO, billionaire… Oh my God.”

I find it so hard to resist her and I’m beginning to wonder that what would I do without her. I was still deep in thoughts when the door to my office and Reid strolled, smiling sheepishly. I had to move very close to my desk so as to hide my boner. "How many times I’ve I told you to stop smiling like that? Its weird Reid” I scoffed "Your opinion doesn’t matter anyway because Gigi seems to love my smile” the idiot smirked "Who the hell is Gigi?” I asked confused "Gina of course” he replied as he placed my lunch box and file on the table

It made me out to be someone who knew everything, when I didn't even know everything. "Everything okay over here?" We all looked to see a man and a familiar woman walking our way. "Alpha Layton." One of the other patrol wolves said. "Queen Emiko." Emiko? That was a unique name for a woman to be named. I took a sniff and I smelled magic and a wendigo. "You're very intuned with your senses, Gamma Channing." She said, looking at me with a smile. "I am only half Wendigo though, my other half is Djinn. I am the first female of my two species."

Her problems and worries are piling up in her mind. “How are you?” Gigi suddenly asked her by the door. Gigi is her best friend and childhood friend. They both traveled to Manila together. They have the same fate of being friends, the only difference is that Gigi was able to continue her college education while she was left behind. Gigi doesn’t have any support, she doesn’t have any siblings. “What happened?” Gigi asked Heart, fishing for more information. “Sir Van sent me home. I have no idea what’s waiting for me, Gi.”

The rest of the day was a blur with all the work and for me, Abigail kept her mouth shut. “I’m sorry, Clara. She doesn’t mean it,” Gigi offered with an apologizing smile as we made our way to the empty tables. Gigi was more mature and understanding than Abigail. She was married and was a mother of two beautiful children. Her husband, Norman, worked with a logistics company here in Dawson Creek. Gigi had wheat colored skin with thick black locks that bounced around her shoulders and warm brown eyes that always glanced at me with sisterly love. “I know,” I responded and continued to clean the tables.

Acceptance is not compassionate, but it feels nice because it paves the way to survival. Gigi bit her lips and slowly nodded at him. “Well… Well, I’m a social media influencer.” We frowned. But then Justine crossed his arms both on his chest. “So, you mean you’re pretty popular?” “Well, Uh, you could say that. I mostly do YouTube videos, vlogs. You know, all those shits,” Gigi replied in a shy, low voice. Suddenly, Peter clapped his hands making Gigi more uncomfortable and embarrassed. “That’s so cool of you! That must be why you look so pretty and physically fit. You care more about your image-”

Beau points out bluntly, but the King was far convinced. "But she wasn't forced to do it. It was her urge that drove her to touch me like that!" Caius chuckles, unable to hold his thoughts any longer. "This is a major development, Beau! Maybe the next time I provoke her, she'll end up fucking me out of anger." "I don't think..." Beau got silenced halfway from the way he felt the King's dreadful gaze swallow him. "You were saying?" "The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways."

Not only did she not apologize, but she turned to glare at her. “Since when did a lowly person like you come here? Her sour lemony voice rang out. She frowned, uncomfortably leaning against the wall, and stood up. Gigi wears a tight outfit that cuts her chest to reveal her collarbone. The bottom is also so short that just raise your hand to see it all. The scent of her perfume was so strong that even a glimpse of it made her nauseous.

I said “Really?” he gave me a pointed look, “Are you sure about that?” he asked me I struggled to remember what had happened as I stood there speechless. I am certain that I paid him; what is he saying? Shaking my head, I glared at him, “You are a gigolo, it's your job to serve me.” she said as he nodded, “Exactly! I'm a gigolo and since you've taken advantage of me, it's only right for you to take responsibility. Henceforth, you will be my exclusive customer.” he stated