Jodi Sugar Novels & Stories

A long line of people who had no need for a secondary education and according to them they had all turned out just fine. Scarlett wanted more out of life and right now the world was at her feet. At least in her mind for today it was. She had done this all on her own. She had worked two jobs to get here. Not to mention the crushing student loans she had taken out to be able to do this all in four years. Her life was finally hers. She was so happy to be free from all the hard work it took to get here. She knew she had to find a real job in the next month or so be able able to really living her life but today was nothing but sunshine for her.

I'm so stressed out. She had been suggesting to me for years to join the sugar baby listing since a couple of her clients were asking for me. I never felt the need to even consider it. Every time she asked, I would just smile and keep on working. I know she put me as her assistant, as a window dresser. Since I was apparently attractive enough and eye candy, for both the daddy and momma that pass through her door.

" I looked back to face him. "I have money. More than anyone can imagine. I own a house in Italy, Birmingham, Sweden, New York, California, and in about a few days here. I sold my last one. So I don't want to hear what you have and what makes you rich. I want to know what separates you from half those other rich idiots out there." He was taken back. "You have a bad attitude which probably explains why you're here with that phony. You have nothing special that every other female here doesn't have. So maybe you should be telling me what's so great about you." I walked a few inches towards him so now we were eye to eye. "I am Sugar, that's what's great about me." It was like something clicked i

"Have you gone to the hospital?" I smile again. "Yeah. I've been given pills. They said it was just stress and inconsistent eating habits. " More like over the counter painkillers. Jonas slams his hands on the table. "Did you know that the boss's family also hates sweets?" I raise a brow. "Where did you hear that from?" "Apparently...." He looks around to make sure no one is coming. "His father hates sweets and it just rubbed off... Maybe." His father. The word ran shivers down my spine just at the mention of the name. He hadn't given me a time frame but he was a business man.

I'm more excited about my role that I wanna jump straight to it but okay, let's hear what is it she wanna tell me about this agency. "We have a website, called Cupcake. It's where men and women register themselves to be a sugar baby." Errrr what? Did I just hear the word ‘sugar-baby’? "We have a wide range of client list so based on their preferences, we'll match them with a sugar baby accordingly." So you guys are like T!nder? But instead of us finding a match on our own, you'll do it for us? Like match makers? But for sugar babies?

“I can’t believe Jo would hire someone like you.” “Excuse me?” she said, offended. “What were you doing with Zeth’s coffee?” Her eyes wandered around, a clear indication that she was nervous. “I’m just adding some sugar,” she said. Kian chuckled. “That’s such a false statement.” Sara frowned. “First, why is there a packet of sugar inside your pocket?” he listed. “Second, Zeth does not like sugar in his coffee.” Kian then went in front of her, swiftly getting the mysterious powder from behind her to look at the label of the packet.

I stared wide eyed at them, holding onto their hands, trying to say something and trying to comprehend. Above the commotion, a loud voice silenced the women crying to me. I turned around, and on the other side, a tall woman stood behind the cage, with all the others standing behind her. Her dress was white, loose fitting, tied at the waist by rope. When I looked at her from where I stood, her identity immediately clicked in my head: Her name was "Sugar." I had met her before at the Jubilee the night Hezekiah kidnapped me and dragged me there. She was a leech for Mr. Boone; I sat by Hezekiah as he fed on her. I remembered her. I knew who she was.

As he became more invested in the sugar, it somehow reminded him of Elsie. She was everything he ever wanted in a woman—beautiful, kind, and hardworking. Yet, he could not have her, just like the cube of sugar. His life was empty of sweetness, of her sweetness. Aiden had suffered from type 2 diabetes since a young age and had to be placed on a strict diet. Like the sugar, he had been avoiding her all week. It was safer that way. He crushed the cube between his fingers and threw it into the ashtray. Wiping his fingers, he smoothed out his grey tie with a frosty look in his eyes. It was almost time for his next meeting.

" Jovi read the terms in a voice loud enough for both of them to hear. Deep inside, the man chuckled. He knew who the girl he was about to spy on was. Just looking at her silhouette was enough to leave any man stunned. Moreover, the girl's name has grown in popularity since she hosted a live stream on the BigBox app. 'Oh, my God! This job is so hard for me.' Jovi moaned inwardly. However, considering the pay she would receive was not small, of course she would think a thousand times about passing up Kent's offer! "How is it? Are you willing?" One of Kent's eyebrows rose close to his forehead with his head tilted to one side, as if asking him to answer Kent's question as soon as possible. "Ye