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Polynesian Gigolo 3
Polynesian Gigolo 3
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Polynesian Gigolo 3

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I left an opportunity for love to continue what I do as a Gigolo. Fate seems to put others on my journey.
Kate is a woman blinded by the riches of wealth and tolerates the abhorrent abuse by his boyfriend.
There was a reason why she came to me.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherDavid Manoa
Release dateJan 21, 2017
ISBN9781370819171
Polynesian Gigolo 3
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David Manoa

I am a writer based in Auckland, New Zealand.I write mainly contemporary romance.My interests are Rugby League, Cars, Gaming and Bodybuilding.

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    Polynesian Gigolo 3 - David Manoa

    Polynesian Gigolo 3

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    David Manoa

    Copyright 2017 David Manoa

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    Kate

    Deep inside, every man has a fetish, every man entertains a fantasy. From the time they grow up as teens to the time, they become men. The perverted things they are exposed to online making their innate carnal desires manifest when their woman submits. I'm that woman tonight. Letting Graham White do anything he wants to me. In my bedroom, dust motes float like snowflakes in the air. It is stuffy here, and his musky cologne mixes with his scent. The light streams in through the blinds that are slightly open, illuminating the white walls with the orange glow of the streetlights. I sit on the edge of our bed. I peer to the mirror to the bedside; I examine myself dressed in my red silk nightie. I tug on my lace panties and bra. I made an effort to become desirable for my man.

    He embodies secrets. And tonight I'm finding out what they are.

    Graham stands by the door; he spears his silver hair slicking it back. Standing at a monstrous 6 foot five. He licks his lips. His square jaw accentuates his white teeth, perfectly aligned with a wicked grin. In a black suit, he undoes his red tie. He does with poise and purpose. His piercing brooding appearance, his dark eyes swallow me whole.

    Baby... he says in a hoarse voice. I waited a long time, for this.

    I swallowed as he stepped closer removing his coat throwing it to the floor. His hands slowly slithered around the nape of my neck. Pausing. He grabbed my throat and squeezed, I clutched his arm tight. My engagement ring sparkles, causing Graham to flinch. I blinked tears. Terror and fear swirled in my stomach of what he's going to me.

    Remember... he whispers in my ear. You wanted this.

    He released his grip and started tearing into my clothes like a wolf. Ravaging my body as his hunger unleashed on me. I felt... I felt.

    Like a Commodity. A thing. A toy.

    And I'm going to change things soon. I'm going to make a new man of him.

    Graham White.

    ***

    Pita Tupou

    My penthouse.

    5pm

    I can't wait to meet you...

    Six words that keep me going. Six words that keep me yearning. Six words that keep me lonely. I decompress from the events of today. Letting a woman go, who I had affections for. A chance that slipped away. Laura was not the one for me, or the urge to be the gigolo nullified my desire and the lack of conviction to love. I leaned on the rail to allow my thoughts to be drowned out by the rush hour traffic below. Twenty-five stories high, I closed my eyes and listened. Concentrating on every single source. The trucks. The cars. The birds. The wind. So many sources and still I think of her.

    Laura...

    I'm back on the balcony of my penthouse overlooking the view of Rangitoto Island and the buildings below. The sun is setting again sending streaks of amber light blinding me. I hold my iPhone. The instrument of my business, the piece of shiny black glass gleams in the afternoon. We have reunited again, my friend... Word spreads that my services as a gigolo are now reinstated. I browse my messages separating the chaff from the wheat. It's different now. My intent is not how much money I can extract from the client, but how much of a difference I can make. It's funny to a degree what a term in prison can do to you. Some of the communication familiar from women I serviced before, but my mind is biased to new opportunities. I swipe through them when one of them catches my eye. A number is unassigned to a name. New business...

    02102502465: Are you Free Mr. Gigolo? My name is Kate I'm a 24-year-old woman who is engaged to be married, and I was hoping I could enlist in your services.

    I leaned back. Why would a woman who is engaged to be married, want with me? I became intrigued. I replied.

    PG: Hi Kate, I don't do three way.

    I paused thinking that was the outtake.

    021 02502465: No. Only you and I. It's quite complicated, my situation.

    PG: I'm happy to give a free consultation over dinner.

    021 02502465: My place okay?

    PG: No. The Sky City restaurant. Tomorrow

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