Novel My Duda My Sugar Daddy Novels & Stories

This book is a stand-alone, but you will understand the characters better by reading the books in order: 1. Sugar Baby 2. Sugar Daddy 3. Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand

Two years had now become a matter of days. Dylan felt some sort of sadness that she had to make Kathrine a part of her plan. This was the only way she would be able to get close enough to Andrew without causing suspicions. Dylan had thought about everything, from pretending to be interested in Anthony, to knowing Andrew would instantly want Kathrine. What shocked her was the fact that Andrew wanted to be her sugar daddy.

, I said. "Naa I'll just go sleep in the bathroom", he said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes. "Oh yeah right, your credit card?", I asked opening my hand. "My what?" he asked. "Your credit card, I just realized that we're on a holiday and I need to spoil myself a lot, and I don't want to use my own money and then luckily I have a sugar daddy that has a glass house of millions of dollars, aren't I lucky", I said dramatically.

It was Raf's loud voice. I smiled proudly at my baby when she came running to me. I immediately picked her up and stroked her hair. "Am I great, Mommy?! I will be like you! A gorgeous supermodel just like what Uncle Raf said!" I smiled and kissed her cheeks. Of course. She will be like me. Whatever she wants to be, I will support her, always. "Mommy! What's a sugar daddy?" My eyes literally widened when she suddenly asked me that. I almost dropped her because of shock. Where the hell did she get that idea from?!

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.

So many tried to get my attention but I did not give them time of the day. Then, one morning, I saw you from my office, going to school, and for the first time in years, I felt alive. It was love at first sight for me, Tanya but you were way younger than me so the only thing I could do was propose to be your sugar daddy. I drew up a contract and had you invited into my office. I offered you a black card and was also ready to pay you daily. The only condition was for you to be my sugar baby for Three years.

It's dangerous, his face is so cute'-, Lucrecia thought, holding her face so as not to smile brightly like a foolish. Lucrecia kept standing in her position, noticing the man who was eating calmly, occasionally the man glanced at her then smiled awkwardly. 'His face was getting reddened, and the sweat on his face makes him so cute, akh... Eh? Wait, sweat?'-, Lucrecia kept talking in her mind, until a word made her realize. "Are you getting hot?" Lucrecia asked as she realized the air condition didn't turn on. "Just a little," the man answered shyly. 'Ahhh... He was even cuter than mochi,' Lucrecia said to herself. Even so, her face stayed calm and flat, although there was a storm inside hers

Men in expensive suits walk confidently through the revolving doors while women in designer dresses glide across polished marble floors. It doesn't look like a hotel; it looks like where rich people go to discuss buying countries. “This place has a smell.” Sandy frowns, “What smell?” “Money.” A laugh rips from her throat, “You can smell money?” “I can smell bankruptcy.” My bankruptcy, because if this marriage falls apart, my father will personally throw me into the street. The driver clears his throat, “We are here.” Neither of us moves. “Sophie.” I look at her, “Yes.”

It didn't affect her at all. She was chewing on gum, still walking leisurely, checking her phone. She looked up at the building, that was standing tall in front of her. It was one of the largest and expensive buildings in the city. She again checked the address on her phone, to make sure, that she was not at the wrong address. Whoever had hired her, as the sugar baby, was filthy rich. But, it was none of her business. She was not going to see that old man for a long time.

"You want me to be your partner in crime?" "I want you to be the fire at my side. I want you to be the only person in the world I can trust, because you've seen the monster and you're still here." "And if I say no?" "Then you can leave. I'll give you a million dollars and a ticket to a country where no one knows your name. You can be free, Sofia. You can be a ghost."