My Sugar Daddy Artinya Novels & Stories

He’s now a certified sugar daddy. “Would you like to apply as my sugar baby? It feels like you’re interested,” he frankly asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “Fuck you, I need money; I don’t need a sugar daddy. Please?” He can’t resist his cuteness, and then Angelito mutters, “in one condition….” Denver scratches his head. “What is it?” A smug smirk appears on his face. His playful side turns severe this time. “Can you suck me tonight? Please?” he mimics Denver’s cuteness, and the cute boy’s eyes widen in surprise. His throat turns arid, and his hands are cold to touch the bench.

Hosun was silent and confused. "I– uh, don't understand, Sugar . Did I offend you?" "Hell yeah, you did. What am I to you?" Hosun swallowed. "My sugar daddy." "And what do I, and am I, supposed to do for you?" 'Oh. I'm a dumbass at times.' "Take care of me and my needs." Hosun mumbled, ashamed of his mistake. "Exactly. Seems you don't take this seriously. You should, okay?" "Okay." Sunny nodded.

Where the hell did she get that idea from? "Indira, where did you..." I slowly looked at Raf but he only pouted and looked away. "I just heard Uncle Raf talking to Aunt Miya. He said that Aunt Miya has a sugar daddy. And that sugar daddies will give you everything that you want. Mommy, I want a sugar daddy too!" I closed my eyes tightly and nodded irritatedly. Indira doesn't want a daddy, but a sugar daddy. Wow She's just six turning seven this year for God's sake and she's already thinking about having sugar...daddies?!

"You know that I'll take care of you. I want you to do what you want to." I took a deep breath. "I kind of like financial independence, though," I admitted. "We'll work something out." I stared at him straight-faced. "I'm not looking for a sugar daddy," I reiterated for the thousandth time. He rolled his eyes. "That wasn't what I was referring to. I don't want to be your sugar daddy-'' "Just your daddy," I mocked in high-pitched voice, cutting him off with the words I knew he was planning on saying next.

"It is wrong because you are not my... boyfriend or something! And it is weird because if I ever accept money from you, it seems that you are my sugar daddy and that is really weird! Try to think about it!" He rolled his eyes, shaking his head as if I was talking nonsense here! "I do not care about what you think, baby. All that matters to me is that I get to help you. Sugar daddy? Fine! I am your sugar daddy! And what is wrong with having a sugar daddy? Don't you like that? You have a hot sugar daddy right here! And you are my sugar baby." "I am serious, Ravaniel!" "I am more than fucking serious, Nathrelya. You know what? I am willing to marry you right at this moment if you will ever just

Brice would rant his ears off if he did not show up later. Being a sugar baby to a very rich man is quite awesome, considering the amount of money deposited into his account every month for his allowance. He gets the money he needs, and at the same time, the pleasure in every encounter. The man is a beast in bed but he is considerate. He takes care of his pleasure, not just his. For a sugar daddy? He is excellent and they have a peaceful relationship. His huge allowance is on time and the man is not difficult to get along with. He just needs to be in the room the instant he is called and the moment the man is finished with him, he will just leave without a word.

“What benefits did Titus promise you, Myka?” Myka was eating when Carol asked the question, and she was so shocked that she choked on the chicken and coughed so badly that she had to drink water. “He didn’t promise me anything. Mr. Sugar Daddy just asked us where we were having dinner tonight, and I told him that we’d be at Royal Court.” Mr. Sugar Daddy? “If you call him your sugar daddy, then aren’t I your sugar mommy by extension?” Carol glared at her. “Titus invested ten million dollars into Tiny Blessings. If you did the same, I’d immediately call you my sugar mommy too.”

Some bullshit like ‘I’ll be 40 next month so technically I’m 39 now’. And yes, I'm fully aware 39 is not young if we were to compare with my pretend age. That's a huge, jaw-dropping age gap. I was actually talking as Sophie, the 32 year old divorcee, not my pretend persona of this 19 year old college girl. Rich? Yeah, I think so. Because seriously, if you don't have money, why would you be a Sugar Daddy? How are you going to shower us with love, since love in this business equals money and expensive gifts.

She smiled as she left the place. Sugar was different from Gigi. Sugar was the gold-digger bitch who wanted nothing but money while Gigi was the loving daughter and sister. Gigi made sure to be a different person every time she went home. Even though she was in the mud, she still tried to fix herself for her family. After all, she did all those nasty things just for them.

Diana "...So, I hear you've got yourself a sugar daddy now?" His words hit me like a physical blow, leaving me breathless. Sugar daddy? The shock must show on my face because Marcus's grin widens, becoming even more predatory. It takes me a moment to realize he's talking about Dominicus. He knows I'm in a relationship, but he doesn't know who with. He thinks it's with a human?