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Be careful what you wish for. Just one month ago, I had enough of my boring weekends. Netfl!x, comfort food, afternoon naps, hit REPEAT. I was miserable when I was still married to Dean. I didn't have time for myself. His line of work requires him to always be away either for a month or two, sometimes up to six months if it’s an overseas assignment. I was lonely, I was tired, I was raising two toddlers on my own. Though to be honest, even when he was home, I was tired too because he's that typical man who has his wife doing all the chores, taking care of the children, while he sits on his gaming chair claiming this is the only time he has for himself since he's been tired working his ass off for weeks. Oh yeah? He didn't think about how tired I've been taking care of the house, the kids, all while working full time. At the end, it felt the same either he was home or not, in fact I felt better when he wasn't because then I would only need to take care of two boys instead of three.
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"Hi," he greets me with a smile while approaching me at the breakfast bar. I've been observing him since he was at the shoe cabinet, didn't even dare to say anything afraid if I'd stupidly blurt out something weird because there's a chance he didn't even hear Abby just now. "Eating cereal?" He asks when he notices the bowl in front of me. "Uhh yeah. I'm so sorry, but, uhh, can I have some? I didn't know if you were home so I just grabbed it because I was too hungry. I'd go upstairs to look for you, ask for your permission if I can have it but since I'm not allowed to go up, so," so I just gobble what I found. He grins at my lengthy apology, "It's okay, you can eat anything in this house, no permission required." Including you? "How about I cook you something proper? A real lunch." He heads straight to a kitchen drawer, pulling out a pan. I was so nervous, so scared, I hadn’t realised he’s in his usual outdoor outfit; a pair of jeans with a cotton t-shirt. It’s simple but this i
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"I'm more focused this way. Too sleepy," I flash what looks like the most fake smile ever at my colleague while trying to will him with my mind power to go back to his fucking workstation instead of bothering me any longer. I swear if one more person comes here and asks me why am I doing my work standing up instead sitting on my comfy chair, I will fucking yell at him/her. Yes I will. I most definitely will. What happened is, I am so stressed with this one Drilling Engineer assigned to my latest Exploration well. He is a Senior but he behaves as if he has zero experience. I'm absolutely fine with someone who admits he's inexperience as long as he's willing to learn. However I seriously can't tolerate an asshole who's an idiot but acts as if he knows everything for the fact, he doesn't! How dare he told me what to do when it's MY job and MY expertise he's seeking. If you're so smart, then why did you still come to me? That means you're not as smart as you think that your fucking bo
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We made out in the elevator on our way to the basement parking. His hands were all over me and I love how he growled to find out I wasn't wearing any panties. I didn't mean to tease him back, I swear. The matchy set I was wearing was too wet for my comfort, it was soaked all the way through from the way he played me on the couch so I ditched it at the house. I wanted to get a new pair in my room but he was already calling me to go out for dinner so I went without wearing one. We ended up making out next to the car, right in the middle of the parking lot, I've gotta say the thrill of being discovered by someone else along wit his set of skills made me all flushed. Yet again, he stopped when I was about to reach my release. The timing was so damn perfect I had to keep quiet the entire duration we were in the car to calm myself down. I thought with the maddening things happening at the office this week, this weekend would be like an escape. A vacation. At least a promising Friday bas
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Nervous, I open the door once the green light is emitted from the finger printing device signalling access is granted. My eyes widen seeing a tall figure standing in front of me. I've been contemplating if I should dash out while I still haven't stepped both feet into the house. He didn't contact me after the lolli incident two weeks ago but I do suspect he's going to grill me this weekend. But not this early. Why do you have to wait in front of the door like this? It's only 5.30 pm. I purposely come here an hour early to have a pep talk with myself knowing he'll only be home around 7."How long have you been standing there?" I ask him, trying to act cool while removing my shoes. My pink slippers are waiting in front of me instead of sitting in the shoe cabinet. Did he take them out? For me? Is he being sweet or I should dial Abby's number now? Abs, save me and my Sophie-jayjay! "Strip." "Excuse me?" I don't think I'm hearing this right. "You heard me." He is still standing at t
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Instead of making me come multiple times before entering me like he did the first time we had sex, he kept his promise by giving me one orgasm. One. He played with my pussy but stopped when I was about to reach the peak. He moved to my nipples then fingered me to the cliff only to stop, again. He repeated the tease a few times over until I warned him to fucking stop it or I'll leave through the door at my back; I was leaning against the main door. Finally after what felt like an eternity of pussy-tease, he entered me inch by inch, taking his cock fully out before went back in slowly. At some point he rammed hard into me for a few minutes but purposely moved slowly again to prevent me from jumping the cliff. I was cursing inside but I was not going to spook him, afraid he would refuse to give me the orgasm I desperately needed. "Mr Sinclair," I called him when he was still inside of me but currently immobile; he was kissing my neck. "Hmmm?" I could feel his smile from the humming.
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"Ohhhh wow! What did you do? Why is he paying more this month?" Abby asks the moment she sees the number portrayed on her laptop screen. I grin without saying anything. Another ten thousand bucks was deposited into her account today. Yay! "Guess you're that good huh?" She transfers the money to my bank account as I get up from the sofa, already have a luxury handbag in my mind to be purchased using my newly obtained allowance. Who would have thought a month with Cupcake can get me the Hermes piece I’ve been eyeing since forever! "By the way Fee, don't forget Nanna's birthday. Mum's planning to celebrate it somewhere at the end of the month."I stop munching the chips I just shoved into my mouth and turn to her, "At the end of the month? Like THIS end of the month?" "Are you dumb? Of course at the end of this month, why would I mention it now if it's next month?""So it's really this month? End of thisssss month?" "Think she mentioned the last Saturday of THIS month." I rush to h
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"Morning." As soon as I jump, startled by his deep rough voice, a pair of arms hug me from behind followed by an apology, "Sorry, I thought you heard me coming."He must have just woken up by the sound of his voice, and is still naked because it's his bare skin against my body that is only in a piece of silk negligee. Either he’s naked, or only donning an underwear. We had a few rounds of pleasure this morning and instead of joining him back to slumber, I detached myself and spent some time alone at the breakfast bar. It's been some time, but I'm still sitting here with my cereal that I can't finish. I haven’t been able to eat properly ever since I discovered the double line. "What were you thinking about? You didn't even hear me coming." He kisses the nape of my neck, so I turn around and smile at him before he takes that opportunity to kiss me on the lips. "Good morning." I murmur when our nose is still touching but we're just staring into each other's eyes. "Hmmm morning." He
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Salty Sugar Baby Extra Chapter 3
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
