Novelas y relatos de Gigolo

I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort. That was before Susan asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide-ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people, even famous people with lots of sexual fetishes.”

she said. “You're Nico De Luca,” Gigi said, looking him up and down without a hint of fear. “I’ve seen your file. Interpol has an unflattering photo of you from 2019. You should really sue.” She turned her gaze to Dante. “You're the tech guy, your encryption was cute. It took me four minutes to trace it back to the hotel.” Then she focused on me, her gaze lingering on the black diamond ring on my finger. “And you must be the Helen of Troy who burned down New York,” Gigi said, removing the lollipop from her mouth and pointing it at me. “Elena. The St. James bastard.”

I ignored that question. Once I settled in the room I had booked, I swung my laptop open. The gigolo website I found was called something vulgar that I will not be repeating out loud. The profiles were surprisingly organized. I scrolled with a determined, slightly crazy energy, looking for the right man. I didn't bother to check their pictures, because I didn't want to be too choosy. I just needed a good fuck for the night. "Good." I murmured as I sent the request, paid the deposit, and then sat back and waited.

“So no, I am not confused about what I want or what I'm asking.” He held my gaze without blinking. “And for what it's worth, I find you very attractive, Genevieve.” A beat of silence passed between us. Then I laughed again, although this time I was careful not to move too much and aggravate my ribs. “Is that how you fund Monarch Technology?” His brow furrowed. “What?” “I see it now,” I said, nodding slowly as though everything had finally clicked into place. “You're a private gigolo. You seduce wealthy older women, charm them, promise them a future and then, when they fall completely for you, you disappear with their money.”

"What? Jayden, you must be crazy, you have a nightstand with a stranger? How could you be stupid?" "I was going to ask her name, but the next morning, she was gone leaving a cheque for me." "She paid you for it? Gigolo!" Dante added that part with a teasing voice. "Stop that!" Jayden hit his shoulder. "Sorry, but it's fun, the almighty Jayden Torrence, the only heir to Diamond Jewelry, gigolo." Jayden face darkens as Dante's voice sounds sarcastic. "Can you increase your speed? We are getting late."

Meg retorted. “Meg!” Tanya called in a hushed whisper. “Wow,” Ayo said and reached for the croissant that Tanya had intended to reach for earlier. “Let me get this straight,” he bit the croissant as he walked to the other side of the table. “You also think I am a…what did you call it again, babe? Oh, yes, a gigolo,” he answered himself before Tanya could say a thing. “Thought? I thought? You want to deny that fact in front of your legions of clients who are probably marching to the TTT right now to sing like canaries?”

Despite all she had done for Alex, she never expected that he would be bold enough to betray her. She suddenly paused beside a slightly opened room, from where she stood, she saw a tall man getting undressed. Seeing how hot and sexy he looked, Brigitta knew at once that he would be one of the gigolos that works in the club. She had no sense of morality anymore since her husband betrayed her. She walked inside and suddenly slammed her weak body on the man, still crying quietly, She wouldn't mind getting fucked hard by a hot gigolo right now.

Pali enlightened her. The whole time he was speaking made her jaw hang open. “W-what do you mean by that?” “If… you’re going to leave my boss, he can keep all his money to himself and to his family. If he’s going to marry you, then he’ll have nothing. Meaning, he has to pay the Gypsy king’s family the dowry that was given to his family. And for that, he might have to become a singer, entertainer, a dancer or… a beggar on the streets. Simple as it is.” Pali shrugged after he said it while looking at her in the face.

I know I can get any girl but I always like fresh things" he said and started removing his cloth. "Sir Please leave me, I can do anything for you ,Just leave me" I said again trying my luck while praying to God. "Anything" he asked looking at me. "Yes sir" I said with hope in my eyes. "Give me heir" he said with smirked and started walking to me and I was shocked looking at him. "I can give you what you want but I need a heir. I will also help you to escape from this brothel but you need to be my prostitute" he said sitting on bed like king.He continued " It's on you, You want to fucked by one person or more than one".

For now, he had it hidden well with a collar that he folded upwards. "As you wish, ma'am. But please, let me grab my phone first and check on my payment." He had left his cell phone on his side of the bed. As a gigolo registered on the eGigolo platform in Neon, it ensured that clients made a payment of his services in advance. But he needed to ensure that she had paid. She sneered and leaned back in the plush chair in the suite. "Since when did I ever default on any payment?" "Since now."