Spoiled By My Billionaire Sugar Daddy Novels & Stories

What is with this guy? "Are you alright, Sir?" Laila walks into the scene with an expression of strong guilt. I have to remind her that she has the–umm–diesel of a toy train in her guilty hands. And now she hit an infamous billionaire in front of a nursery school who happens to be my Sugar Daddy. Not strange at all, right?

she smirked, an evil glint in her eyes. “But fuck! It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. I already arranged a deal with some horny older man but you got lucky by sleeping with that hot billionaire. You bitch! I bet you don’t remember him, good, cause I’m not helping you find him. Go raise your baby alone” she smirked. “H-how could you?” I stuttered. My tears were uncontrollable and I was glad not much where paying attention to my ongoing drama. “Fuck. You. Bitch” Cara sneered. She picked up her purse and exited the cafe.

This was a new chapter of my life, this was my addiction to a billionaire, and I knew that it was just the beginning, but the ending would be worth it. In Tristian Ravenford's arms was my home, and with Liam, we were writing this new chapter, together and with one ink. When he kissed me, the crowd cheered, and I smiled happily in the hands of the billionaire I was addicted to and my lovely son. I was at home, this was home, and it was where I wanted to be. END.

His wealth knew no bound, with opulent mansions nestled in prestigious neighborhoods, luxury vehicles that turned head as they rolled through the city street and a lifestyle that exuded extravagance at every turn. Logan's elevated status was undisputed, and his influence permeated the social fabric of the city, making him a force to be reckoned with. And he might just be the scoop Melissa needed to establish herself in BuzzFeed , the tabloid paper where she she landed an offer. She had snuck into the hotel tonight hoping to get a scoop on Olivia Hamilton, who'd just shot into stardom in the past year. But the ballroom was too big, and Olivia was constantly surrounded by knots of people, Meli

"I'm here to visit my poor little brother who's practically at death's door." He shoved Mom aside, his beady eyes darting around greedily. "Ruby, I heard that Jayden got hit by a car in that rich neighborhood last night, and that wealthy boss immediately dropped $500,000 on him. Well, well. Looks like you've really hit the jackpot." Anthony chimed in sarcastically from the side, "Aunt Ruby, since you've landed yourself a rich man, shouldn't you settle that $20,000 debt you owe us?" I was so angry I almost laughed.

"Yesss, yesss, yessss," I screamed. I never believed in my wildest dreams that my billionaire sugar daddy was going to propose to me in that manner as he took me by surprise in his kinkiest kind of way. “And now I’m a queen,” I thought, because I’m going to get married to the king of steel in England, Mr. Kellerman, and now I will be called Mrs. Kellerman.

“ He is wealthy, handsome, and most importantly single. I'm not a minor and he doesn't look that old so I don't see where the problem is?” Kayla nodded awkwardly still bothered about the age card. “ We never know what might happen in the future, you might become the billionaire wife or not. But I wish you do so you can treat me to expensive spa sessions” Kayla said cheering up while Sophie just laughed at her antics. Billionaire wife her ass, it's just a Sugar Daddy sugar baby relationship nothing more. She doesn't even plan to get married to anybody. “ But I don't understand why you needed a sugar daddy in the first place. Isn't this like your first-ever relationship with a man?” Kayla scra

"Damn girl, he's got it bad for you. Like, 'Pretty Woman' bad. This is venturing into serious sugar daddy territory." I groan, burying my face in my hands. She’s not wrong. I must never ever mention the contract to Betty. Or anyone. "Don't even joke about that, Bets. Can you imagine me as some billionaire's arm candy? I'd probably spill caviar on my shoes and use a Birkin bag for takeaway food."

she asked, her voice cracked and dry, as she struggled to keep it steady. Then the scar-faced fellow smiled, showing off his tobacco-stained teeth. “Well, for starters, you’re going to make me rich.” He grinned and leaned in closer to her. “How does 250,000 dollars sound? I’m sure your boyfriend, or should I say, your sugar daddy, won’t mind paying up. After all, he’s in desperate need of some young blood to spice up his boring life, isn’t he?”

She waved at the salesgirl who has nothing better to do than stand at the counter and watch us, then dropped on the seat beside me and grabbed the doughnut from the tray. "Hi," Lily greeted her. She nodded at Lily then turned to me with a huge smile. "You won't believe what I am about to tell you." "Try me." "He gave me the money." When she said 'He' I knew she is talking about her sugar daddy. "He gave you the complete amount?" I was completely astonished that an older man would pump out any amount his sugar baby demanded for no matter how ridiculously large it is. "Yes! I am so excited," she said beaming brightly. She bit into the doughnut and chewed as she spoke. "I will get new tyres for