GIGOLO.

Chapter 3: Red marks on the neck

Damnit damnit! Did Miki put a red mark on my neck? But I'm sure there wasn't.

Fabiono continued to look towards that neck and he watched fixedly until Fiorella scratched her own neck as if it was itching and made Fabiano think if it must be just in the bite of an insect.

"It's very itchy" Fiorella said.

"Oh, you're not wearing lotion? Must it be itchy?" ask Fabiano.

"Yes, the rush effect," Fiorella replied.

They continued to eat dinner until Fabiano's phone rang, Fiorella glanced at him and saw the husband fretting. The woman did not want to be too kepo then let the husband away to pick up the phone.

Fabiano's movements seemed to indicate if he got a call from his affair.

Shortly after she came again, Fiorela smiled at her while showing her innocent face.

"Darling, sorry. Dinner this time get here first. I have a sudden business" Fabiano said.

"Nights like this? Why can't it be tomorrow?" ask Fiorela.

Fabiano let out a long sigh, then kissed his wife on the forehead and apologized for disappointing this romantic evening.

"Please don't have a sad face like this! We can have dinner tomorrow. Okay well? I'm going first. Muah!" Fabiano.

The man left Fiorella with the food intact. Fiorella let out a long sigh, she finally ate by herself and did not want to think about that brash fellow anymore.

At the same time, he instead remembered Miki, his gigolo who made a red mark on the neck. Fortunately Fabiano was not suspicious at all so Fiorella was still safe to continue the action.

His hand then pressed Miki's number, a moment later the video call was connected.

"Miki, are you still in the hospital?" ask Fiorela.

"Yes, Madam. What was? Where are you and it looks like you are at the restaurant? Is there your husband? Why call me?" ask Miki back.

"Haha... Why is your face panicking like that? Just relax! I'm alone and I even want to take you out. Can you come here? I'll pay you" Fiorela said.

Miki was silent for a moment as if thinking small, he was in the hospital and had to take care of his sister but he needed money to make up for the medicine. Carina, her sister is already asleep and could probably be left for a while.

"Well, send me the address! I'll be there later" Miki said.

Fiorella was very happy, she nodded then hung up her phone and did not forget to send out the address.

Half an hour later.

Miki came up with a handsome face, she was wearing a formal shirt and a black tie as if applying for a job. Fiorella gave a small smile seeing that Miki's style was still stiff once even very innocent.

"You order some food first!" Fiorella.

"Just like the madam!" miki.

"Hey, don't call me madam! Just call my name! Understood?"

Miki nodded in understanding, they had a delicious dinner. Miki's eyes were still worried if suddenly the husband of Fiorella came. He didn't want to get into trouble with the famous CEO even though he was already caught up in the game.

"How's your sister?" ask Fiorella.

"It's still the same as before and it's concerning" Miki said.

"We are both women and I can feel her sadness" Fiorella said.

"Ehm, what about your husband?" ask Miki.

Fiorella sighed violently then stood up, she walked towards the balcony then looked at the black sky above. The more complicated because the husband prioritizes his affair.

"Yes, he made this special dinner and then left without sin and at last this dinner for me and my sweet gigolo" Fiorella said.

Miki approached, he hugged the woman from behind and kissed the open shoulder. Fiorella's hand held Miki's hand which tightly bent her, the pain running through her entire body and the fact that she was also having an affair on the basis of revenge.

"Fio, whatever I do to make money. I will be your algojom but with a lot of pay for my sister" said Miki.

"Haha... You're naughty too" said Fiorella, then turned her back and kissed Miki's lips affectionately.

Yes, the hurt is at least replaced by his feelings for Miki. Whether it's a sense of comfort or liking but what is clear at this time Fiorella needs an outlet even though he bought Miki with money. Not only here, they decided to stop by the nearest hotel to vent everything there.

On the other side.

Fabiano broke into the apartment of his secretary, Gracia, the woman hugged Fabiano tightly while crying.

"What's the matter, baby?" ask Fabiano.

"Master, I'm pregnant" Gracia said.

DEG!

Fabiano was of course shocked because this was not his purpose for cheating. He did not want to have a child from a woman who was just as his impingement only. He let go of his embrace then looked at Gracia fixedly.

"Evocate!" Fabiano.

"What's? This is not the answer I want. I want you to take responsibility and marry me" Gracia said.

"No way, I've got Fiorella. She is my wife and I love her, after all" replied Fabiano.

Gracia cried until she screamed hysterically, Fabiano calmed down by hugging her tightly. Damnit damnit! Why did it become like this? This is not what Fabiano wanted.

"Don't you want to have children? Your wife can't even give it to you yet" Gracia said.

"Shhh... You don't worry! I will divorce him for the sake of our son" Fabiano said, giving hope to his mistress.

Fabiano kissed Gracia's forehead, he even thought of Fiorella. After all the woman was the woman he loved until the storm attacked him and made his ship falter.

Next day.

Fabiano went home and found Fiorella not home. He asked the maid if she hadn't been home all night. Fabiano called him but was not picked up.

Tumben once he didn't come home? Inner Fabiano.

She went into the room and looked at her wedding photo. There was a sense of regret and resentment as well, regretting it when he even had an affair with his own secretary and regretting it was Fiorella never getting pregnant.

Chequek...

The door opened, Fiorella went home and immediately threw herself into bed regardless of her husband.

"Where have you been?" ask Fabiano.

"Where have you been?" ask Fiorella.

"I have business. Where are you from?" ask Fabiano.

Fiorella did not answer.

"Flame! When your husband asks you, you have to answer" Fabiano said.

Fiorela looked at him sharply, Fabiano's eyes widened as the scarlet marks grew and became two. He came closer and held the neck.

"Who is that guy? Who did this to you?" ask Fabiano.

Fiorella. "So move! Just take care of that little Gracia of mine! What do you care about me?"

Plaque!

Fabiano slapped Fiorella's cheek.