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Bitter Sugar Daddy 31
I can't wait to go home, to see if she'd be the sweet woman I've been loving all these while, or the cunning fox who showed her true colors in my office. But when the clock strikes 6, instead of going home I stay a little bit longer. I don't want her to think I'm eager to go home. I want her to know that I couldn't care less about her, be it she's away from me or residing in my penthouse. Though I did send a few bodyguards to help her move her stuff. Which I think she barely need to bring anything since all her belongings are exactly where they were when she left. I finally get out of my office around 9, and when I reach home I can smell the tempting brownies. Her infamous brownies. "Hubbyyy you're homeee!" Her cheerful voice greets me as she runs towards me with the smile that looks like a genuine smile, unlike the fake one she had in my office earlier. "I miss you," she hooks her hands on my neck then tiptoes to kiss me but I refuse to lean in so she settles by kissing my neck
Bitter Sugar Daddy 32: Yvette
Every choice has its own consequences; that's life. I have the options, and I've made my decision, so whatever negative feelings I have right now should be waived aside because I made my bed; I decided to go to Augustine so now let's lie on the bed I made. Or in this case, get up every morning at 6am to catch the early train to Rosewood for school. It's rush hour so I have to be at the subway station before 7, or risk getting late to school. It's 10 minutes ride to the central, then I have to change to another line to get to Rosewood. Add another 10 minutes plus all the walking from one line to another, wait in the super long line, aaaaand finally we're here. But it's not over yet, I have to walk from the subway station to my school for another 5 minutes and then, finallyyyyy, like finally around 8 or a little bit after 8 I'll reach my school. Shit it's only been four days staying at the penthouse but I'm dead tired from the commute. More than one hour in the morning, and around
Bitter Sugar Daddy 33: Yvette
30 minutes later with everyone working at full speed; Nick painting my face, Helen doing my hair, Jacq picking a dress, accessories and stuff for me as Fred running around getting what Jacq wants. By the time they are done with me, Augustine is already waiting downstairs at the lobby when Jacq helps me with my dress to his limo. "Where are we going?" I ask him once I have comfortably sit in front of him. He's so handsome in his fitted tux, I almost want to throw our favorite ‘you're breath-taking’ comment at him.I do have my expectation on the lower side so when he doesn't answer me and keeps tapping on his phone, I don't mind much about it and look out through the window. It was already 9.35pm when I left the house, I wonder what time this event we're going to attend actually start? Are we late? Is that why he is so annoyed with me? I want to eye him again when the car stops at the red traffic light but I'm caught red handed; he's also looking at me. I immediately flash a smile
Bitter Sugar Daddy 34: Yvette
The moment we enter the limo, he's back to being the distant, icy Augustine Knight. He reads his emails on the phone pretending I'm not even next to him.I give up and keep quiet after spending 5 minutes trying to rope him into a conversation, or rather, know where my place is the moment he turns his face to the other side when I try to kiss him. It's okay Evie. At least he's providing you a shelter. And food. Be grateful, it's only gonna be four years. Four looooong years. Thank God for the simplicity of this black dress because I managed to move around with ease. Jacq decided to go heavy with the accessories hence this simple off shoulder, high slit dress. "Yesssss ribsssss!" I run to the fridge once we're inside the house. I'm so hungry because I only ate those teeny tiny finger food at the party so I'm gonna gobble everything in one sitting. That's when I hear a faint cough as I quickly turn to look at him. He eyes me with a judgemental look, making me uncomfortable so I grin
Bitter Sugar Daddy 35: Yvette
"Do you want to come?" He asks when I'm in the brink of getting my release. I nod as I sob, his fingers are working me out, pushing me towards the high. "Ask my permission." "Hmm?" I look at him when he suddenly slows down. "From now on," his eyes are burning holes through my skin, "you're gonna ask my permission for everything. No more secrets, no more lies, everything is on the table. Every-thing." The firmness of his warning, along with his intimidating look makes me gulp hard. "I-""Don't touch me." His warning stops my hand midway, as if he can guess I'm about to land it on his chest. "Do. Not. Touch. Me." He repeats as his eyes glare at me, the fingers that were inside of me are suddenly wrapped around my neck, "You have no right to touch me."He is so angry I don't understand what's happening, what did I do?Both his hands leave my skin as I wobble after being dropped down on my feet. While I'm still trying to balance myself from the high heels I'm wearing along with thi
Bitter Sugar Daddy 36: Yvette
Instead of having his driver taking us to the hospital, he brings me to the car park and opens the door of his sports car for me. I mutter another ‘thank you’ before going into the passenger seat. I purposely play with my phone, wanting to see if he'd notice I'm not wearing the seatbelt or even better, he'd help me wear it. I just want to hear something nice from him, even if it's just a reminder to wear the seatbelt. I want to assure myself he still cares for me. I'm delusional, because he drives the car without saying anything. But I know he purposely ignores me because the seatbelt warning is blaring yet he does nothing about it. I finally wear it to kill the annoying alarm. The ride goes silent for the whole ten minutes until I force myself to create a conversation, "How do you know Dr Fisher? Why Dr Fisher? Why not other doctors? Do you know her? Him..?" Of course he pretends as if my voice is the sound of wind, so I lower down the volume of the music, "Which hospital are we
Bitter Sugar Daddy 37: Yvette
My knee still hurts from the burn I had when I blew him in the bathroom, and now he's pounding into me from behind after he fucked me sideway against the shower glass wall. "Please," I plead as my left hand grips the end of the sofa. He wanted to move us to the bed but decided to stop by at the two-seater sofa in our walk-in closet instead. Bracing myself for the impact of his hard pounding, I wave my other hand towards my back as an effort to reach him so I can push him away, or at least to slow him down. But he takes my hand and uses it as an anchor instead, to slam into me with more intensity. He keeps going despite the multiple orgasms I had in the bathroom, or the one I just had a few seconds ago when he tortured my clit with his fingers. I'm too sensitive yet he purposely edges me into another one. "Shhh," he secures his hand on my front, squeezing the left breast while the other grabs my jaw and turns my face to look at him. "I know you love this," he kisses me deeply whi
Bitter Sugar Daddy 38
Every time New Year comes, we'd set a series of goals to achieve, being all determined and excited to start a brand new year. But a week into it, or a month into it, or a quarter into it, we'd soon forget those goals. By summer when vacation days are coming, suddenly all of those goals come back in mind but you'd be like, ‘it's okay, another half year to go, I can do it.’Only to procrastinate again and by December, it's too late. ‘Might just start next year since it's gonna be a brand new year in a few weeks.’This, is exactly like those New Year resolutions. I have clearly set those goals in mind the first day Eve stepped into this house. I keep on refreshing my thoughts, reminding myself how much I hate this woman. I fucking said it out loud to her face, to remind myself I-hate-her. Apparently my heart isn’t listening, my cock obviously has been a traitor since day one, and my brain can't function well since I touched her at the gala. Her smooth skin, her intoxicating scent, he
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