My Sugar Daddy Artinya Novels & Stories

“Oh my God. I knew it. Mica does have a sugar daddy.” Mica groaned, grabbing another throw pillow and hurling it at her. “It’s not a sugar daddy thing, dumbass. It’s just… professional dating.” Gladz raised a skeptical brow. “That sounds suspiciously like escorting.” Mica rolled her eyes. “It’s not. I just go on dates with rich guys who need arm candy for events or business dinners. It’s all strictly platonic.” I stared at her, trying to wrap my head around it, my stomach twisting uneasily. “And people actually pay you for this?”

Temptation laced with command. “Tell me, Chloe… do you want a sugar daddy?” “I know what girls your age want. You want the princess treatment. Designer bags. Five-star vacations. Champagne and candlelight. A man who’ll take care of everything. Spoil you. Worship you. Protect you. You want the life. The lifestyle.” “I can give you all that. I can make you one of the most envied women in this city. Cars. A place of your own. A wardrobe to rival royalty.”

(Natalia) “This can’t be real. Her Highness and the King’s best friend? How did this even happen?” Arturo exclaimed before glaring at Blaze who was sitting by my side and then at me. The lord’s gaze softened. “Blink twice if you are being threatened by the General, your highness.” Blaze let out a low growl, stopping the conversations in the dining hall all at once. In another time, I’d be amused. Arturo was my godfather and one of the very rare lords who was able to prove himself and gain dad’s approval and trust.

Grace and Linda sat on the sofa, waiting to kick me out. Grace no longer looked as timid as when we first met. She sat on the sofa with impeccable poise. "Ms. Rivera, thank you for taking care of Jackson during this time. Jackson and I are getting married soon. We would have liked to invite you to the wedding, but Grandfather said once you've tasted the good life, it's hard to go back. "He worries you might develop spending habits you can't afford, so it's better for you to leave now. This is for your own good. Everyone needs to recognize their place in life."

What is arrogant, anyway? "Wow, I'm so lucky because I have an instant sugar daddy." I couldn’t help but laugh as I waited for his reply. Anyway, he's like my sugar daddy. He spoiled me and buys me anything. “Where are you? I’m going to punish you tonight. Sugar daddy, huh?" I kept laughing at what he said. I don't want this to end. This man made my gloomy life become livelier.

"Why are you with him if you don’t like him?" "Haven’t you heard of the sugar daddy-sugar baby relationship?" Alice asked, and Mary shook her head in the negative. "Basically, he will cater for all my needs and spoil me, while I try my best to give him the best of sexual pleasures." Alice explained, but Mary's mouth still hung open. All this was new information. "Wow." Mary exclaimed, at a loss for what to say. She couldn’t even imagine it.

She thought for a moment before replying, “Sugarbaby, right? Preparing sugary delights for Mr. Luthers to satiate his sweet tooth?” Herald suppressed a chuckle, took a deep breath and said, "Well, in the human lexicon, 'Sugarbaby' doesn’t refer to someone churning out dessert recipes. It's more about... how do I put this? A mutually beneficial relationship where one person showers the other with gifts and money in return for their... ahem... pleasant company." Amelia blinked, her eyes widening in astonishment. "You mean... it's not about baking sweets, but rather... being someone's companion?"

Kellerman replied, holding me by the hand and walking me into his house like a proper gentleman will always do. "I live here alone all by myself, as you see, with no servants, bodyguards, or anything like that; that's how I like it," he added with a smile on his face. We both smiled as we got down to business immediately and had such great sex on the first night. My account was buzzing with dollars, I thought, as well as it was more than enough to get going with my just expired house rent. “Please don’t go,” Kellerman said to me, "as I want to be your sugar daddy, and I have what it takes to make you mine,” he opined.

It opened me up to a refined lifestyle that I found exhilarating. By this time, I had experienced a couple of Sugar Daddy encounters, but they were with much older men. These were new experiences for me: Being involved with men both geographically and culturally distant from my husband. I enjoyed the financial benefit, the lavish gifts, and the company of successful, culturally refined gentlemen. I was not really physically attracted to either of my two previous sugar daddies, but the sex was still thrilling in its own way.

My mood dulled, thinking I’d have to go back to that strip club and stand half-naked in front of horny men. Shuddering at the thought, I changed into pajamas. My phone dinged with notification and I smiled, seeing my screen. Sugar Daddy: are u free? Me: no, my sugar daddy paid 3 million dollars for a date so hed say im expensive Sugar Daddy: brat.