Chapter: A TRIP ABROAD The champagne tickled my nose as I tilted the flute, watching the bubbles dance like tiny, reckless stars. First class. Of course. Only the best for the sugar baby of Clara Moreau’s fiancé. The irony tasted sweeter than the vintage.Below, the world shrunk, neatly packaged into squares of green and grey. I imagined Clara down there, probably at some society luncheon, meticulously maintaining her perfect facade. A pang, sharp and unfamiliar, pricked at my conscience. But I ruthlessly stamped it out. She had her ring, her social standing, her parents' unwavering adoration. I had… this. This gilded cage, this intoxicating game. And for now, it was more than enough.Julian sat beside me, a dark silhouette against the bright window. He was working, of course. Even at thirty thousand feet, the gears in his mind were relentlessly turning, calculating, strategizing. He hadn't said much since we boarded, just a curt "Make yourself comfortable, Liam," before burying himself in documents. But th
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Chapter: HIS CONTROL The bubbles tickled my skin as I swirled the wine in my glass, the crimson liquid catching the light like a trapped sunset. Julian watched me from across the jacuzzi, his expression…intense. God, lately, everything had been intense. A whirlwind of places, faces, and shopping sprees that could make a Saudi prince blush. It was dizzying, intoxicating, and, if I was being honest, terrifying.“You’re quiet,” Julian said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the water."Just enjoying the…ambiance," I replied, forcing a nonchalant shrug. Ambiance, my ass. I was calculating just how much all this opulence was costing him, and how much larger the metaphorical bill I’d eventually present to the Moreau family would be.“Thinking about something specific, Liam?” He leaned forward, the water swirling around his sculpted chest. A chest that, I had to admit, I’d been getting rather familiar with lately.I took a long sip of wine. "Just wondering why you insisted on picking me up earlier. I
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Chapter: THE ONE HE HAS TIME FOR The tires of my beat-up Corolla screeched slightly as I took the last turn, pulling into the pristine, almost offensively modern parking lot of Davenport Enterprises. A smirk played on my lips. "Let's see if Mr. Always-Too-Busy-For-Clara is too busy for a little unannounced visit from yours truly," I muttered to myself, cutting the engine.The audacity of it all made my heart pound a bit faster. I hadn't told Julian I was coming. Hell, I hadn't told anyone I was coming. Mom and Dad would have a conniption fit if they knew I was within a mile of Davenport Enterprises without Clara glued to my side, ready to snag a stray crumb of their fortune. Clara, well, she'd probably just cry. Again.The lobby was predictably sterile and imposing, all polished chrome and hushed tones. I swaggered up to the reception desk, trying to exude an air of confidence I definitely didn't feel. The receptionist, a woman whose face looked permanently sculpted into a polite frown, raised a perfectly shaped eyeb
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Chapter: BEING HIS SUGAR BABY GETS ME A PORSCHE I guess the sweetest thing about being Julian Davenport's sugar baby is having my sister come to my room, begging me to lend her my car. The audacity. It was dripping, practically pooling, on the Persian rug Julian had also gotten me yesterday. A rug, I might add, that was probably worth more than my parents’ entire house.Clara, bless her perfectly highlighted hair, was practically vibrating with desperation. “Liam, please. It’s just for a few hours. I need to go see…the Davenports. You know, my future in-laws.”I leaned back in my desk chair, the supple leather conforming to my spine. The new car smell, which I was already getting used to, wafted from the driveway, where my brand-new Porsche gleamed under the afternoon sun. It was a cruel, magnificent sight.“Oh, the Davenports?” I drawled, feigning ignorance. “Fancy that. And why exactly do you need my car, Clara? I thought you had…options.”Her face tightened, just a fraction, but enough for me to see the crack in her polished fac
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Chapter: A GIFT TO HIS PRETTY BABY The helicopter blades whirred to a stop, dust swirling around us as Julian helped me unbuckle. Stepping onto solid ground after a night at his ridiculously lavish vacation home felt surreal. The air, even in the city, had a crispness I hadn’t noticed before. Maybe it was the change of scenery, or maybe it was the way Julian’s hand lingered a little too long on my lower back as he guided me towards the waiting car.The chauffeur, impeccably dressed in a dark suit, held the door open. Julian slid in after me, the leather of the seats cool against my skin. “As discussed, James,” he said, his voice a low rumble.We rode in comfortable silence, the city blurring past the tinted windows. I was still trying to process the weekend: the sprawling estate, the private beach, the way Julian had looked at me across the dinner table, a possessive glint in his eyes that sent shivers down my spine. My initial plan felt flimsy, almost childish, compared to the complex game I was now playing.The car p
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Chapter: HIS VACATION HOME 2"Welcome," Julian had said, and welcome it was. The vacation home was a sprawling testament to wealth and impeccable taste, yet somehow, Julian made it feel like our space. We spent the afternoon exploring the island, swimming in the crystal-clear water, and lounging on the beach. It was almost too perfect, too idyllic. A nagging voice in the back of my head kept whispering that this couldn’t last, that I didn't deserve this. But for now, I pushed it down and enjoyed the moment.As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a golden glow across the sky, music started drifting from the main house. Julian led me towards it, and as we got closer, I realized a party was in full swing. People I didn't recognize – beautiful, tanned, and effortlessly chic – milled around the pool, drinks in hand. My stomach clenched. This was unexpected."Don't worry," Julian murmured, sensing my apprehension. "They're just a few friends. Relax, have fun."He pulled me into the throng, introducing me to
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