AuroraThe next morning came like many others: simple, calm and with a touch of tittering birds outside the window that made me feel like Snow White.Dang. I sat up from bed and rushed into the bathroom to take a quick bath.As I stepped out of the bathroom, I realised that I actually didn't have to go to work today. And since it was a Friday, it meant that I automatically had three days of rest.With a whoop of victory, I shot my arm up into the air and did a little happy dance.The night before had been wonderful, with my pleasure sugar daddy lifting my mood with that deep, sexy voice of his. He had to be some minor god of some sort, because how could someone have such an effect on another person with merely his words? He'd led me to an orgasm three times. Three. Freaking. Times.The moment we were done, I'd drifted into sleep; my plan worked like a magic charm.I wrapped my towel tighter around myself as a knock came to my front door. I definitely couldn't have gone out without dre

AuroraThinking gave way to sleep, and by the time I came around, my phone was buzzing by my side on the couch. The TV was still blaring, and I could see two people on the screen in a heated embrace.I picked up my phone and reduced the volume on the TV at the same time. I answered the call without hesitation, already knowing who it was.His shirtless body filled up my screen, and my breath hitched in my throat. This man kept revealing layers of himself piece by piece with every new call, and I liked it a lot. It meant that he was getting more comfortable with me.I looked down at my attire of a baggy shirt with just my panties underneath. I hadn't thought he would have called, especially after our late call the night before, but now that he was calling, all logical reasoning flew out the window. He wanted to call me, so who cared? The more calls I got, the more I'd be paid, and the more I got paid, the more money I could have saved up in order to finally leave that company.His tanne

AuroraMr. King casually looked up from his phone as I stepped into his office. The way his eyes instantly went to my neck was like a soft punch to my self-confidence."I see you're all better, Ms. Stone," came his first remark. It seemed that he was in a good mood today because he had that particular annoying look that usually came before trouble.His facial expressions usually gave him away most times, and I made it a goal of mine to personally study them.A scowl meant he was in a bad mood, like most people. A stoic face meant that he was eventually going to get annoyed over something, and was still in his deciding phase. A smirk meant that there was trouble, but he wouldn't be as harsh as he would have been when he was scowling.But he wouldn't actually have called me here just to insult me again, right?"Where I come from when people check up on you, it is polite to respond," he said, voice still clear and even.I caught his stare. "I'm good. I'd have said that it's wonderful to

AMELIAI turned the coffee in the cup around with my pen before taking a sip. My eyes were fixed on Mr. King's form, watching, thinking, and regretting.I was seriously struggling to understand everything that was happening. The evidence had been right in front of me, but my mknd didn't want to accept. And how could I?I took another sip of the warm coffee. If only I could have gotten intoxicated on just it alone. I needed my mind muddled for a while; I needed distraction. I looked at the app, rereading all the messages that had been sent between us. I couldn't believe that someone like him would be capable of even being remotely nice. What was worse, I couldn't believe that for the past couple of days, I'd given him a front row seat to viewing the intimate parts of my body. God, I wanted to laugh so badly, but he'd catch on to the fact tthat something was wrong.SugarDaddy was Mr. King. Who was the fool now? I pressed my fingers into the side of my head and sighed. It felt so wro

ALEXANDERThe day went by smoothly. I had to chastise about five workers instead of the usual eight or nine. But that was probably because if the reduced workload I had to attend to today.Amelia and I worked in uncomfortable silence. So many times, I wanted to ask her what was going through her mind, but thought better of it. I didn’t need her to think I actually wanted to start chasing a friendship with her or something.The tension nagged at me, coupled with her incessant surreptitious glances that I picked up on despite her best to hide them.The moment 6pm clocked, she was out of her seat, giving me a quick rundown of the notable events that had happened. I watched her little mouth move, enunciating specific vowels and letting the rest move over her mouth soundlessly. Her accent was even better now, because when she first came, I thought she had some kind of speech impairment.When she'd stepped into my office for the first time, I'd had my eyes so deep into my mind that I almost