Be my sugar daddy, Mr. Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Chapter 42 Sage's POV I woke up the next morning with a grumpy pout. The sheet of sunlight had veiled my face making it uncomfortable to keep my eyes closed any longer. I groaned and as I stretched my body beneath the covers, memories of Diego's touch, his kisses, and his intense gaze flooded my mind. I bit my lip, last night was wild. I got fucked! And he didn't use a condom! I was about to freak out when I realized that I was on pills. So my mind returned to the original thought, I got fucked! And holy moly was that intense, it was the best sex I'd ever had in my life. The men I'd gotten involved with before never took me to such high before. They never even had a chance. I always dominated them but Diego... My cheeks burned with heat as I thought about our activity. I closed my eyes letting myself drown in the memories and my body bask in the afterglow. I reached out, expecting to find him beside me, but my hand met an empty space. My lashes pulled apart and I gazed at the

Chapter 44 Sage's POV "Thanks?" I tilted my head, unsure how to respond to such direct flattery. Then, I turned, returning my attention to the jade necklace I picked out. However, I could feel the stranger's gaze on me. I ignored him as I went through the complete set of the jewelry which contained the necklace, bracelet, and earrings. The set was beautiful and would go well with my mom's skin tone. It was the perfect gift and I knew she would love it. When I turned, I was a bit startled to see the man still standing behind me, leaning on the shelf of ceramics and watching me. His brown eyes were piercing and his smile quite charming. "Why are you staring at me?" I asked, annoyed that he didn't stop even when I caught him. He's so shameless! His eyes crinkled around the corners and he ran a hand through his brown hair, "I don't want to interrupt you while you shop, most women don't like it" "Then you should also be aware that most women don't enjoy being watched!"I scoffed and

Chapter 46 Sage's POV Diego wasn't back yet. I didn't want to be disturbed but I found myself staring depressingly at my phone in–between typing out a mail to contact Freeman's secretary and making more drafts. It was hard to admit to myself that I was waiting for his call and when it sunk in, I laughed at how messed up that was. Still, I couldn't stop the thought from being etched in my mind. I knew he was having a very busy day wherever he had gone but he could have at least called or texted. In a bid to shake off the thoughts of him, I ordered room service and dined on my own while watching crime documentaries. Something about how people's minds were fucked up gave me the boost needed to complete my new draft of the auction's guest list. I'd ranked each of Augusto's pawns from the most important and useful to me to the least. The old man was a heck of a strategist, I had to give it to him. At some point, I felt like trying to outsmart him was useless. But I can't give up befo

Chapter 48 Sage's POV I stood before the vanity mirror in the corner of the room, admiring the set of jewelry that Diego gifted to me last night after our movie night at a famous cinema in the heart of Berlin. It has been two days and seemingly the best days I've had so far since I graduated college. We've gone to every tourist site, gallery, bookstore, and cinema and we've fucked at all of them. Yes, it has been that wild and I wouldn't have it any other way because, in the long run, this said vacation would've been awkward. Tonight, the auction will take place, and getting ready to leave, I'm stuck admiring the jewelry he gifted me last night. It is an expensive set with a small diamond diamond engraved in every piece at a uniquely designed spot. He had cheesily spoken about spoiling me last night and for some reason, his words have been ringing in my head the whole night. I sighed and put the box aside picking my other accessories and putting them on. I was dressed in a dark

Chapter 50 Diego's POV I noticed a shift in Sage's demeanor when Gordon said Kent couldn't make it. She was visibly angry. There had to be a reason why and the hunch I had about it made me feel even more downcast than I'd been earlier. She probably thought she had a chance with Kent as a pawn. She wanted to get the house. I trusted that if it were anyone else other than my grandfather as her opposition, she had a chance. But he was vile. He wouldn't let anyone soil his plans, always a damn step ahead of the other person. A trait I got from him. "Are you okay?" I asked gently raising her head by the chin so she was looking at me. "You seem sour since we entered the house. Shouldn't that be my mood?" She rolled her eyes. "What makes you think that only you should feel sour?" Yes, this indeed had something to do with Kent's absence. She looked annoyed and very annoyingly cute sulking right in my arms. Warmth spread in my chest as I stared at her pretty face. "What was your p