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“She will stay in this room for at least six months.”My eyes widen hearing that firm statement, he seems so sure of himself that I become extremely curious what has happened that lead him to make such decision, “What do you mean?”“I want the best for my daughter, she’s my top priority.”Yeah, everyone is aware of that- the man left his luxurious penthouse to stay in my dwarf apartment for the sake of following through his daughter’s growth on day-to-day basis. He was willing to forego his own feelings and stay with this woman whom he hates, gives her princess treatments just so she can grow his daughter in the most conducive environment. “I’ve done my research and I know breastmilk is the best option for her growth and development, especially during the first six months.”“Oh.” I should’ve known better. Of course it’s all about her. “Last time we talked you offered exclusive breastfeeding so I’m taking it, that’s why I buy this house. You will stay here with her so you can breastf
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Thankfully my boys are home an hour later so he proceeds to taking care of them while I sooth myself in the bedroom, watching a show to stop this tired body and mind from overthinking- I’ve done enough of those upstairs. We don’t talk to each other for the whole week, but everything remains the same; we still sleep on the same bed, still go to the office together, and he would kiss my tummy and rub it at every opportunity he gets, everything is such a norm that we do not need to utter a word to each other. The trial week is over without any action in it, I guess he won’t be subscribing then. “Are you coming tonight?” Liz asks when we are waiting for the meeting with our contractor to start. Most of the employees take a long holiday for Christmas and New Year so the company opts for the New Year party to be held on the first Friday of the year, which is tonight. “I don’t know,” I answer while caressing my tummy, hinting that I might be too tired to attend, “I don’t even have a dre
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Luca Sinclair’s POV I’m tired. I’m so fucking tired of what’s going on between us that I feel like I’ve done enough watering, for once in our relationship, I’d like to be the garden. To be taken care of, to be acknowledged that I too have feelings. She threw a fit when I presented a selection of evening gowns for tonight’s event, claiming she didn’t need me to be a guardian because she’s her own person, she didn’t want to be babysat just because she’s carrying my child. She’d rather dig into her closet and choose something from when she was pregnant with the boys. Of course she looked amazing doesn’t matter if that ancient dress she was wearing belonged to a museum, it’s not the appearance I cared about but the fact I was deeply hurt to yet again being rejected bluntly. Last month it was about the helpers I hired to make our life easier, last week it was the penthouse I purchased upstairs to make our logistics smoother, and tonight, it’s this dress drama. There will always be som
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Luca Sinclair’s POV“Do you know what’s the difference between me and the calendar?” I heard her voice before actually feeling the warmth of her presence in the kitchen. Without saying anything, I look up to meet her eyes, and that’s when she grins showing a full set of white teeth. “Did you hear what I said?” She is still grinning, “What’s the difference between me and the calendar?”As usual, I barely give her a reaction besides staring at her face with the least expression I can muster, to show how nonchalant I am at whatever she’s doing. That I no longer care about her. Ever since that New Year party, I’ve told myself that from that night on, I will no longer disrespect myself. I need to stop rewriting the same story -this constant heartbreak due to my high expectation of our relationship- by changing my routine. It’s not much because we still live together -eat, sleep, go to work- but I have now learned to allocate some time (quality time) with myself. I don’t wait for her to
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I know I deserve it but can’t he postpone this whole thing of giving me the cold-shoulder until AFTER I give birth? I spent the first week figuring out what the hell happened- why is he not reacting to whatever I say or do? I tried to be okay with it but come the following week, I accidentally burst out. Oh yes, the volcano indeed erupted with hot lava flowing out to the point of no return- I screamed at his face about how hard it is to carry her everywhere while working full-time and being a mom to two growing boys, and now he seems to want to be added into the pile. But on the third week onwards, I got tired. Mentally tired of living with someone who obviously doesn’t want to live with me, especially when he started going out to God-knows-where, being missing for like half the day, which normally happened on a weekend so that means I was left all alone at home while he’s enjoying himself with his carefree, absolutely in-tact body with no extra weight we call pregnancy. It’s been
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[ Good morning Mr Sinclair, this is the hotel manager. Will you be dining at our lounge this evening? ]He hasn't been home for two days, this text message suits him perfectly for treating my apartment as if it's a hotel because that's what he has been doing since the last week. I don't know if it's work related or he's simply fed up with me, heck I don't even know if he's staying at his place while he was missing or went for a business trip. That man has said nothing and I hate that I have to ask every single thing so I choose to keep quiet and let him be. But today is his birthday. I plan to celebrate it with the kids too so to avoid them from being disappointed if he won't be home again today, because you know how excited kids are when it comes to cakes and birthdays, thus that one text message I just sent a few seconds ago. Not wanting to put high hopes for my message to get a reply, since that's what he's been doing lately whenever I text him either to ask what time is he pi
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I couldn't sleep last night. I haven't been sleeping much these days anyway so last night was expected. The difference of why I felt last night was worse compared to the others is because it wasn't caused by the uncomfortable sleep positions due to the width increment of my middle part, nor the frequent heart burn, or her active period at odd hours, instead it's due to the absence of the man that has been missing for five nights now. After I left his penthouse yesterday morning, I immediately got dressed and went out. At that moment, all I wanted was to get fresh air, thinking that's what I needed to improve my mood and heal my broken heart. I ate a lot, I walked a lot, I spent the day all by myself feeling much better that I finally had the courage to go home, only to break down right in front of my apartment thinking he won't be there and that he still very much hates me. Spending the night crying, wondering what is going on in my life that everything seems to be out of order,
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I had the best sleep in months last night, and to wake up without an alarm on a Monday feels like privilege- I texted my boss yesterday about not feeling well which then I applied a leave for today. Waking up at eleven in the morning, I check my phone after calling for room service. The last meal I had was the early dinner before I went to bed, and now I'm famished! As expected, there is a million missed calls and a few unread text messages from my roommate. I purposely put my phone on silent because he'd gone mad if I block him, at least he can vent out if I let the calls and texts pass through. [ You are in so much trouble, Sophie. ] That was the last one he sent last night, and today there are only missed calls that judging from the timing, it seems like he didn't sleep at all. Just in time, my phone blinks signalling an incoming call from the man himself. I notice from the call log his last attempt was an hour ago, perhaps he's just finished with a meeting or something that h
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I lied, THISSS is Sophie Summer’s final POV ☺️I’ve got to say the second thing I love to do the most ever since I got married to Luca (yeah I’m sure you can guess what is the first one) is pulling pranks on him.My marriage has been colorful with the mixture of overloaded happiness, pregnancy drama, and kids’ antics so to sprinkle it with wicked pranks on top of the spices-in-the-bed, I am convinced our relationship is at its top peak and continues to grow as we learn more about each other. “I think I am going to change now,” I enter the walk-in closet when he was sitting on the bench, putting his socks on. Today is Sunday and we have that family brunch to go to. I have already reminded the big kids to start getting dressed, made sure my toddler cooperate with the nanny so she can help her into her outfit, and lastly, I have made sure my youngest is already down for a nap because we have learned our lesson when he was a newborn of how horrible it would be if we insist going out wit
Salty Sugar Baby Extra Chapter 2
Luca Sinclair's POVDo you know what I like about being a sugar daddy? Unlimited access to my sugar baby while I limit whatever access I wish upon her. Yeah that sounds like a commitment issue, but being born in an old-money family has its own pressure. While most of my cousins are happy to have a secured future since we each have a trust fund set up by our grandparents, they do not care much about money but rather focus on everything about the inner circle because at the end of the day, we get by through connections. But I hated all that shit, the pretence, the goddamn etiquette (do not get me wrong, I love being a well-mannered person, a gentleman, but it is drowning me to be restricted by those rules a bit too much). I was convinced I had more potential that I would like to unleash on my own instead of being handed over as a CEO of a certain company just because I was born in this. I told my parents up front how I would never work at either of their companies be it from Mom's si
Salty Sugar Baby Extra Chapter 1
"Do you know what's funny?" The tallest guy in this group who is currently sitting at the end of the table asks all of us, but the one who is sitting in front of him already replies, "What.""The one person who gave Luca the advice to hire three wedding planners-""Four, Baby," the black haired woman beside him interrupts, "He went extraaa to beat Owen." All of us can see it coming but we let Augustine to continue anyway, "The expert who advised our newlywed to get fourrr wedding planners, well, he isn't even married!" We burst into laughter except Owen who rolls his eyes, "I'm going to put poison in your food, man. Shut up." "At least he joins the pregnancy train." Luca picks up his wine glass, to which all of us follow through though the four ladies including me are with our grape juice. Evie and I were hanging out back then, discussing about our older kids who attend the same school when Estelle dropped a gossip in the middle of the Mom topic, claiming she suspected her sister w
Salty Sugar Baby Epilogue
Sophie's final POVGetting involved with a rich man has its own perks- for money, title, bragging rights. It depends on the individual what her objective is but mine was because I needed a good time on the weekends; my weekdays were reserved for my children. It was supposed to be a temporary arrangement, spelled in a black and white document which I dropped my signature on it a few days before everything started. Never, in my wildest dream, even after my involvement with Luca or Christian, I would come to this. Because I would always have this little voice in me that keeps reminding me, this is only a fantasy. Being with a good looking person with all the qualities like Luca Sinclair or Christian Smith, that is just a fantasy. At the end of the day, I would go back to my real life, where I need to work hard to earn a good one, instead of the fantasy of being a trophy wife. Today I am witnessing one of the perks of getting involved with a rich man. Here I am, standing next to my fath
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Luca Sinclair’s POV“Merry Christmas, everyoneee!” I was lining up the mugs that are filled with hot chocolate, ready to distribute them to every person in this household when the Queen graces her presence at 7am on the dot. The kids woke up twenty minutes ago, already making noise at the living room about the presents that Sophie and I put under the Christmas tree last night after they went to bed, I surrendered to the chaos and immediately got up to ensure they were not going to wake my precious sleeping beauty that turns into a sly seducer come night, especially when I had tired her out till two in the morning. “Merry Christmas, Mummy!” The kids reply in a chaotic chorus, with Suri repeatedly jumping up and down, holding her hands out to Sophie, wanting to be carried. “Merry Christmas,” I approach her as she is already grabbing Suri, parking her on a hip, though that would not stop me from leaning over so we can start our day with the mandatory morning kiss. But a tiny hand dec
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Luca Sinclair's POV“Okay, here’s one. Why do we call Deborah Deb?” She is back with another random topic, “Like, why not call her Bruh?” As expected, she giggles to herself with that lame joke, putting the phone that was used to video-call Deborah a few seconds ago in a sparkly clutch. Perhaps I am high from this drug I call Sophie Summers, but I chuckle seeing her being totally amused with that small enquiry, somewhat being contagious with the happy vibe she has been spreading since we arrive here. We have been compromising following the request I brought out to the table five months ago, about wanting another Suri. It took her two weeks until she finally responded, I thought it was a gone case because she had not said anything about it during the fourteen days duration. Life went on as usual, until she asked for another lunch and told me about her concerns. She did not want another baby, but she was tempted to have another Suri. She did not want to get pregnant, because she wan
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After three days of being a guest, the storm finally passed and I got to move downstairs again. It was already difficult to be in his presence all the time, because he refused to go to the office during this crucial time (if he calls growth spurt a crucial time, I'm not sure what would it be when she gets her first period), but come night when it was Emma's shift, he tend to be extra friendly as if he needed to show her we were more than just parents of Suri Sinclair. Whatever it is, I'm jail-free now.From one growth spurt to another, including the change of the nanny from a twenty-eight year old Emma to forty-nine year old Lilian, suddenly it is now Suri's second year into this world. My maternity leave was supposed to end on the sixth month but because of my stupidity to never train her with the bottles, I was forced to extend my leave for another six months; it was hard to handle the tantrum she threw when we started training her, until three months later we gave up as I sent a r
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I haven't been very honest these days. You know how I agreed to be the milk maid post pregnancy, that I would not do anything beyond that because I have signed off my rights- he actually sent the papers on the fourth day when we came back from the hospital, legalised everything within the first week. The document dictates that he has Suri Sinclair's full custody but he would not stop me from seeing her, but of course, it would be with his permission. If we get to the technical part of it, well, yes, I had been abusing the agreement. But if we were to take it with a pinch of salt, I am actually doing as per agreement. He did say I can meet her, and he did give me the permission because he sent her over for the milk, it's just that instead of tiring the Nanny to come back and forth (bear in mind she is fifty-five years old already!) I told her that I'd just come upstairs and feed her in the nursery. ...and perhaps, I shouldn't tire myself out too because this is only my second week p
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Luca Sinclair’s POVIt has officially been a week since I last saw the woman who gave birth to this new obsession of mine, the very same person whom I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with regardless the conflicts arising between us. I am so glad how this little girl that is smaller than my biceps has taken up all my free time, though she did not take that person off my mind but rather made me think about her more, of how she is doing post delivery. If she is fine like she had been when we stayed at the hospital for three days, or if she suddenly experience some pain at home. If it were up to me, I’d rather take Suri to her myself for every feeding. But I know I can’t break the rules I’ve decided to put even before the delivery, and I damn know I have to be strong and stand by it. Honestly, this whole thing about not having any communication in any way with her, a clean cut, is the best step I have made so far. Because I would not dare to walk away anytime soon, esp
