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"I think we've covered everything." What I meant to say was: we’ve covered every-where. Every corner of the house, in each of his cars (we're talking five of them) including mine too. We did it. Check, check, check. "Yeah," that's all he managed to say, still gasping for air after pounding into me in the pantry. It's a narrow space to work with but we made it possible with a few adjustments (read: amazing positions!) so we've officially checked everything on the list; every location possible. "I'm going to shower then head home." I remove myself from the flat surface that previously had some stuff on it but we removed them to make way for our fun activity. He is still laying flat on the ground, occupying the entire floor with his giant body that I have to tip-toe around him to get out of the small pantry. "No," he suddenly grabs one of my legs making me this close to losing my balance and fall on him but I managed to hold onto the wall. He doesn't seem to mind about the accident
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"The bakery should be on your right.” Emma finally finishes giving me the direction of the place where she needs me to pick up the mini pavlova she ordered. It’s Saturday so we’re going to have lunch together but she’ll be going straight to my parents’ place to help with the cooking so I volunteered to handle the dessert part. But of course, being the successful party planner she is, one of the perks is to have contacts of all the good dessert places so she did the ordering and what’s left for me is to just go to those places to pick them up. Right now I’m onto the first on the list since I just left my place. "Where are you now, by the way?" She asks as my hand stretches to the Starbucks grande drink placed next to the gearbox, "Wait. Are you still at home?!” I slurp on the drink while she curses, “I swear Fee, if you-""I'm already on my way!" I quickly interject before she starts nagging about how I’ll be making everybody waiting for me just because I haven’t showered when it’s
Salty Sugar Baby 100
"Sophie!"I was washing my face upstairs at the ensuite bathroom when I heard my name being called. But knowing he never called me by my Goverment name before aside from that meeting we had a few months ago, I must've heard wrong. "Sophieee!" I always leave the door open whenever I use the bathroom but when I hear my name being summoned again, I quickly stretch one leg to the door, wanting the crack to be bigger just so I can hear it clearly. "Soooophieee!"He's really calling me by my name. Huh?"Sophie! Sophie! Sophie!" I immediately rinse my face from the cleanser, grab the small towel to dry my skin while rushing down to get to the annoying man that's clearly asking for a beating. How dare he called me by my name after the incident back then- I warned him not to do that ever again! "Soph, come here please." He says the moment he sees me making an appearance in the kitchen. I raise an eyebrow at how casual he's being to use my name in this conversation, "What did you say?""C
Salty Sugar Baby 101
"It's your last chance to tell me you love me,” he looks at me straight in the eye when he utters those words, to which I do nothing but to stare back at him, not knowing what to say or even do. I have been this man’s girlfriend for a few months now and by the way he endlessly threw I-love-you day and night at me, you would’ve thought I’d somehow slipped in the past, somewhat replied him back but no, sorry to disappoint you but I still haven't said those sacred three-words sentence not even once to him. To be honest, I don't plan to ever say it. You can’t say I’m being an ass because I’ve stated clearly right in the beginning of this relationship that this is not permanent. He is well aware of my stand to be best friends, just best friends, so I’m not playing him. He knew what’s going to be in it and he agreed to jump both feet in so here we are, me pretending as if I didn’t hear what he said a few seconds ago. "My Baby is so beautiful," he pushes himself deeper at the word ‘so’,
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"What do you mean you guys are not together anymore?" Stupid Luca is being his stupid self by making a scene at his Mom's birthday celebration. I can’t believe he had to do that right here when we’re all in this happy mood, can’t he keep it for at least one day? Or until the party is finished? Urgh, such a party pooper. Just like last year, the birthday celebration is held at a seven star hotel. But this time around, the invitation extends to only family and close friends, considering Covid-19 is still out there. "Things don't work out, I guess.”"But you guys seems fine.” Claire is truly confused, she looks at her son waiting for explanation before turning to me, wanting to understand it. If I were her, I too won't get it. Because like she said, there’s nothing different with how we were last week during the brunch and how we are today at the party.Luca and I arrived in matching yellow outfit since yellow is the color theme of the party. Both of us have been talking, eating, and
Salty Sugar Baby 103
It's been a month since the boys are here. A month since I've heard of Luca. The first two weeks after our final goodbye was the worst period of my life. Okay, maybe it wasn't the worst because the days were great- I had my kids with me, spending quality time with them making me forget of a certain someone who's been my source of entertainment for the past five months. What's worst was the nights; they were the worst I've ever experienced. Right after the boys went to bed, I buried myself under the blanket. I couldn't get out of it doesn't matter how Abby tried to cheer me up or lure me out, because all I wanted to do after a long day with them, putting a happy front by neglecting my own feelings, after all of those, come night I really wanted to digest those very same feelings even if it's all heartache and pure sadness. I wanted to come to terms with them because I knew I had to process everything in order to let go and move on. I moped around like a teenager who's had her hea
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"I need to find Lizzie." I tell myself while turning to the hall, repeating the same thing over and over so I won't forget it. I need to find Lizzie so she can bring me home. Maybe he's right. Maybe I've gotten drunk. Afterall, he's always right. Like when he said we should stay together instead of go on separate path. If I listen to him, I wouldn't have been so miserable and-"Come with me, Soph." The stubborn man grabs my wrist but this time he is no longer angry. Instead, his voice has softened as if he is whispering, somewhat coaxing me into submission. Though I heard each word clearly and noticed they were uttered sternly, there's no room for refusal."No," I hastily take my hand, then quickly put them across my chest in a protective manner, "I won't have you take advantage on me!" I will only go with Lizzie instead of a predator! Who knew what he'd do to me since I'm clearly wasted. He doesn't seem offended at all with my accusation but actually scoffs at it, mocking me, "Don'
Salty Sugar Baby 105
The first thirty-two years of my life, I've never had a taste of alcohol. Pretty sure you get what I mean; not the cooking type of alcohol but the drinking one, normally paired with the meals or taken when adults are hanging out. Or should I say, the only poison you need after a long, stressful day? Luca trained me pretty well into knowing my alcohol tolerance, he said the socialites don't get drunk in public so he taught me my limit the way his Dad did with him. Of course I'm not a socialite but it's important since I'm new in this drinking world so I have to know what my body is capable of to say no to another glass, keeping me safe in case I need to rely to myself to get home. He always reminded me, doesn't matter where I am, how late it is, or how bad our relationship is at that particular moment, I can always call him to ask if he can get me home. He promised he would not judge or say anything, preferred to have me home safely and would never bring up about what happened. That
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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
Salty Sugar Baby 156
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
Salty Sugar Baby 155
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
