Hey Sugar

Warning 21+ hanya untuk pembaca dewasa! Kakak beradik Brian Teja Kusuma dan Thalita Teja Kusuma tak pernah menyangka bahwa mereka akan terjebak dalam pernikahan kilat dengan orang yang baru mereka kenal dalam hitungan hari. Sebuah prasyarat untuk memenangkan tender mega proyek pembangunan resort di pulau dewata membuat Brian harus mencari istri kontrak, sedangkan adiknya tanpa diduga harus berurusan dengan rival bisnisnya karena one-night-stand saat ia mabuk di nightclub. Dua gadis yang masih belia harus menjalani kehidupan pernikahan instan bersama dua suami ganteng nan perkasa yang usianya jauh di atas mereka. Adakah cinta hadir setelah pernikahan di atas kertas itu? Ataukah mereka harus mengakhiri hubungan suami istri tersebut usai mega proyek kedua pria itu selesai? Temukan jawabannya hanya di novel karya terbaru Agneslovely2014, Suami Jantanku. Selamat membaca!

Setelah diputuskan secara sepihak, sepulang kerja Shanum seharusnya langsung pulang. Namun, ia memilih menunda kepulangannya, mencoba mengalihkan pikirannya dengan minum. Tapi segalanya berubah ketika ia dihubungi bosnya untuk diambilkan barang. tanpa sengaja melihat barang ‘pribadi’ bosnya. Rasa ‘penasaran’ yang salah tempat mendorongnya melakukan hal konyol, yaitu membeli ‘pengaman’ ukuran besar hanya untuk membandingkan isi dibalik barang pribadi bosnya. Sayangnya, Michael, bosnya bukan tipe pria yang mudah dilewati begitu saja. Ia terlalu observatif untuk tidak menyadari perubahan sikap bawahannya. “Saya perhatikan, fokusmu dari tadi ke sini?” Michael menunjuk jari ke pangkal pahanya. “Yang ini ... ingin lihat?”

Xiana took a deep breath when she reached her boss's office. "Amanda" he called the secretary who was his friend so she looked at him and smiled then said goodbye to the people he was talking to. "Hey, best friend" he laughed and put his arm around her.

Anaya tak menyangka, suami yang selama ini dikira mencintainya sehidup semati justru berkhianat di belakang. Bahkan dengan teganya menusuk dirinya sendiri hanya karena Anaya mengusir selingkuhan suaminya dan mempermalukannya di depan orang banyak. Saat sekarat, pengakuan suaminya sungguh membuat Anaya terkejut. Penyesalan dalam hati memuncak hingga takdir memberi Anaya kesempatan hidup kedua demi memperbaiki suaminya. Lantas, seperti apa pembalasan Anaya terhadap Suaminya dan bagaimana Anaya bisa lepas dari takdir buruk yang menimpah dimasa lalu. Akankah dia bisa melakukannya?

Lyra Calista, wanita cantik yang dikenal aktif dan dewasa itu baru saja membuka usaha butiknya. Namun siapa sangka setelah acara pembukaan butik itu hidupnya berubah. dia terus mendapatkan surat dari pria yang tak dikenal. Hingga waktu dimana ia mulai mengetahui siapa orang itu, dan mereka mulai memiliki hubungan yang dekat, bahkan intim. Sayangnya ada fakta yang tidak ia ketahui. cinta mereka terlarang, tidak seharusnya ada. pria itu ternyata sudah berkeluarga. "Jadi selama ini kamu suami orang? Kamu jadiin aku simpanan?" "Bukan, Ra. Kamu lebih dari itu."

When the mafia heir, Marco Gallante, barged into the family vault with his mistress, I was standing before the Virgin Mary statue, cross-checking bloodstained ledgers. Fiore Albero cowered behind him, pointing at the ledgers in my hands and shrieking, "Marco, I'm scared..." I did not even bother looking up, just flicked the ash off my cigar. However, Marco kicked the desk over with one swift boot. "Chiara Moltisanti, Fiore can't stand the sight of all this blood and violence. Sign the divorce papers, now!" I stared at the mess scattered across the floor, thinking back to the pregnancy report the family doctor had handed me just ten minutes ago. The Gallante bloodline was dying out in this generation. Ever since the eldest son, Luca Gallante, died in that accident, Marco became the sole heir. The Don, Carmine Gallante, dreamed of nothing more than a legitimate boy of pure blood to carry on the family name and glory. So, I smiled, bright and sharp, with unmistakable mockery. "Perfect. Since you want true love, then the Don's throne will never be yours." Besides, I never wanted Marco, that useless fool. What I wanted was the Gallante empire, a mafia dynasty spanning three continents with 100 years of roots, and the control that left him with nowhere to run and no legs to stand on. This time, I would cut him out completely, keep the bloodline, and sit at the head of the family.

“I’ll pay you as much as you want, layuan mo lang ang pamangkin ko," alok ni Ibrahim sa babaeng kinababaliwan ng pamangkin niyang si Khaleb. Halos hindi naman makagalaw si Loraine sa narinig. Hindi niya maintindihan kung paano mag-re-react sa sinabing iyon ng Uncle ni Khaleb. At napagkamalan pa yata siyang girlfriend nito. “Huh! Nakakatawa ha. Hindi magandang paratang.” Sa inis niya, nahawakan niya ang booklet na nasa ibabaw ng side table at saka ibinato rito. “Gago ka! Anong palagay mo sa akin sugar mommy? Ang kapal ng mukha mo!” “Hey! Stop! Stop! Stop!” Nagawa ni Ibrahim na umiwas, saka hinagilap ang bewang at braso nito. Hindi inaasahang nagdikit ang kanilang mukha. Her eyes met his, and it feels like searching him deeply in his bones. Aminado siyang nakuryente siya sa init ng hininga nito na amoy coffee latte. It makes his manhood alive, lalo na nang masalat niya ang mala-artistic na kurba ng bewang nito. Same as Loraine, kakaibang kilig ang hatid ng maaamo at mapupunagy nitong mga mata. Ang ilong nitong parang goddess ang hugis maging ang mga labing mapupula at magandang korte. Parang magnet na humuhila patungo sa kanyang mga labi. “Is this how you seduce my nephew. Because if it is, you’re doing a great job,” bulong ni Ibrahim. Hindi mawari ni Loraine kung papuri ba iyon o insulto. Mas pinili niya ang pangalawang statement ng kanyang isipan kaya buong lakas niya itong itinulak. Walong taon na ang lumipas nang muling magtagpo ang landas nina Ibrahim at Loraine. Wala silang kaalam-alam na minsan na nilang nakatagpo ang isat-isa sa isang malagim na pangyayari. No print, no clues, only fate will let them know who they really are and what would they be in the future.

Just because my sister, Yvonne Lindell, claims I swapped Grandma's medicine with sugar pellets and caused her death, Mom locks me inside the cremator. I kneel and beg, but Mom spits at me in disgust. "You wretched girl, stay still! You killed your grandma by secretly switching her medicine. Now go repent to her properly!" Dad hesitates, unable to bear it. "Maybe we should let her out. What if—" "What are you afraid of? Don't forget that she killed your mother! If we don't teach her a lesson this time, who knows who she'll kill next!" The voices outside the door gradually fade, and my heart sinks to the bottom. The flames slowly begin to lick at my body. In despair, I clutch Grandma's cold hand beside me. "Grandma, I'm sorry. I should've taken better care of your medicine. But I swear, I didn't replace it with sugar pellets. Maybe only in death, can I truly atone for this sin…"

Lily was the little sister of my fiancé’s best friend. She was a mistress to a mafia Don—a sugar daddy—until his wife found out, and the clip of Lily getting beaten up ended up on the local news. Yet, somehow, everyone thought the woman getting dragged on TV was me. People at work who never liked me jumped at the chance to pile on. One of them even pointed right at my face and called me shameless. I tried to explain, “My fiancé is Sam Johnson, the CEO of Johnson Group. He’s handsome and ranked third on the Forbes list. Why would I become a mistress to a sugar daddy?” However, no one believed me. If anything, they looked at me like I was even more pathetic. One coworker sneered and pointed to the TV. “You’re not just morally bankrupt; you’re a liar. The CEO’s fiancée? That’s not you.” The TV was playing a breaking news segment titled: First Appearance of Johnson Group CEO’s Fiancée. And there Sam was, arm in arm with Lily, officially announcing their relationship.

Celeste knew both happiness and sadness, but she had never lost hope, until the time when she lost her dad and her world came crashing down. What was the point of hoping and wishing, when everything she wished for would slip away right from her hands, like water running down her fingers? Pain and depression in itself are unbearable, but what would happen to a person if they have to deal with financial stress too? Celeste had to juggle not only schoolwork but also juggle three different jobs. With great difficulty, she was able to finish her bachelor's, and now she was finally able to get into her dream university for her master's. All this while she thought being far away from home would somehow take her troubles away too, but that wasn't the case. She had a looming 1-year student loan and was barely getting by with a full-time degree. And that's when she was forced to do something that she didn't really think she would have to do. She found herself browsing through what it would take to be a sugar baby and was mortified that it required the sugar baby to have consensual sex and her graysexual ass could never. She was saved from the nightmare when she met a mysterious rich boy/man who was willing to act as her sugar daddy, well not really. Gabrielle a boy of just 23, and an owner of a multi-millionaire company. He had money and everything nice right at his feet. But just like Celeste, he was a broken boy too, craving for a family that was already 6 feet under the ground. And who knew that both of them would find each other and maybe just maybe they would find what they lost all hope for.