Naughty Sugar Baby La Sirena Mga Nobela at Kwento

My child was born with a tail instead of legs. The tail was magnificent, unlike anything I had ever seen before. Even Lira’s tail when she had one was dim compared to the magic glowing in our child’s. It looked like glimmering pearls and jewels, every scale a different color from the ocean. Cedric grinned happily at the baby, tears in his eyes as he set our child against Lira’s chest. Slowly, our baby’s tail shifted into its legs. Our son. We had a son. Unlike Lira, he was born with his magic and siren abilities. I could feel it in him.

“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. He paused. “I can give you all that.” Her mouth was suddenly dry. “I can make you one of the most envied women in this city,” he continued. “You’ll have cars. A place of your own. A wardrobe to rival royalty. All I ask in return… is your loyalty. Your honesty. Your obedience.” He stepped closer, voice dropping. “Be mine, Chloe. Become my sugar baby.” Her breath caught. “If you become my sugar baby,” he continued, “I’ll make sure you never lack anything again. You’ll want nothing except my

Try to calm down, please. "Yenna, I can't lie to you, I want to summarize my life a little, after having been in control of everything, I lost what I loved the most and I want her to return to my side, maybe if I make her jealous she will decide to come back, please, you are the perfect woman, we will make a contract" desperation was making me touch the deepest of funds, Yenna's face was a poem. "Jacob, I can't, I'm so sorry, I can't play this, excuse me, but if I'm sure that any young lady would be happy to be your sugar baby, I can't do it, especially when I know the purpose of your proposal.

Whether to become a sugar baby or a daughter-in-law. "Indri, what should I do?" Chelsea sighed as Indri answered her call. "What now?" Indri asked. "You come back from a date and instead of sharing good news, you're complaining like this. Why? Is Carlos not as handsome as his photo or..." "No, it's not that. Carlos actually looks even more handsome and youthful in person." "Well, if he looks better than his photo, that's a good thing. It means you can be his sugar baby without feeling embarrassed that he looks older, right?"

It was stronger than usual. "I missed you so much, my sugar banana! Every night I thought about you while I masturbated. The image of your face made me soak my bed with my cum. I imagined your small mouth going down on me and sucking me with delight, filling me with delirious ecstasy. You kept me warm at night even if you weren't thERE!!!" Her body suddenly flew away from me and went through the roof. I jumped back, escaping the falling debris. I looked at Jerry and smiled awkwardly. He crawled out of the wall Kira threw him into and flexed his hands. "Sugar baby, you're a Luna now,"

My eyes became wide enough as they stare at him. He grabbed the back of my hair while trying to move me to a better position. A position where he could finish what he started. His mouth held on to mine for as long it could. Not only was hot but the lad was a terrific kisser. I wasn't thinking straight in that fleeting moment. The sweetness of what he was doing made me lose control of myself, I quickly moved down one of my hands and grabbed the side of his waist whereas, my other hand circled his neck and tried to press him even closer to my mouth.

She didn't like to stay alone in the apartment when she was in her teens, she would tail me around in the office every day when she was done with school. Until one day she shyly mentioned to me that she wanted to be a sugar baby. And that she was still a virgin. I was livid, we argued back and forth for months until I finally gave up. Now she was one of our top-ranked sugar babies. And obviously, Mr. Davis would only want the best. They looked like a happy couple, she was very beautiful and he looked very handsome. His hold on her was possessive. He would some time gave her kisses on her forehead, her cheek, her naked shoulder and they would hold hands, then she would reciprocate by kissing

Waiting outside was a one-of-a-kind luxury car—far beyond anything Amber could have imagined. Echo Reid was no janitor. He was the sole heir to the Echo Group of Southern Altheya, part of the region’s wealthiest families. He’d hidden his true identity to pursue Amber, drawn to her beauty from afar. Now, all that affection was gone, and he felt no hesitation about accepting an offer to become a sugar baby for another heir. "I need an heir of my own, and working as a companion could help make that happen. Besides, finding someone worthwhile these days is harder than it looks," he muttered to himself.

“The man is a viper.” “And we hold the only thing a viper cares about—its nest,” I said, catching Sierra’s vision and expanding it. “We don’t just give him money. We give him a new life, crafted by us. We own the identity, the bank accounts, the passport. We own his future. One step out of line, and we don’t release the recording—we release *him*. To his old clients, to the authorities he’s wronged. We offer him paradise, with a collar so tight he’ll never even think of biting the hand that feeds him.”

The servants mechanically fed me, wiped me down, then strapped me back to the bed. Until one day, I found the restraints were gone. I stumbled off the bed, but ran into Serena at the corner. She grabbed me and smiled viciously: "Guess what Damon will do when he finds out you killed my baby?" My heart sank. "You're insane. That's your own pup." Serena sneered. "One pup for the Luna title? Absolutely worth it." I backed away in horror, but it was too late. Serena screamed and threw herself down the stairs.