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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
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"I guess I have all the documents needed. Do you have any concern before we end this meeting?" Yes I do. I do have a lot of concerns. Like, am I an idiot for doing this? Am I an idiot to complete all those procedures but still haven't pulled myself out of this deal? Am I a fucking idiot to want to proceed even after all the red-flag questions I answered just now? Am I? "No." I'm indeed an idiot. No doubt. "Alright. I shall contact you once we've found a match. Thank you for your time, Miss Grey." She collects all the papers on the table, putting them in a white folder before standing up. Leaning down to grab her Birkin on the chair between us, I steal a glance at her full appearance. She really looks like a character from the tv series I'm currently watching on Netfl!x- Veronica. The lady boss who owns a law firm, always dressed impeccably just the way she is right now; pearl-white business suit, Hermes handbag, pointed toe stiletto heels. This professional image is giving me the
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I always preach to others, especially my boys, that we should be honest. Lying is a very bad, bad thing. Doesn't matter what happened, remember, be honest. So... uhm, I think I should start with honesty. Why don't we do this again, with honesty? Hm? Hi, I'm Sophie Summers. I'm not Abigail Grey. We just have the same look and height but we are definitely two different people. "How was it?" Abby asks excitedly as I switch on my iPhone 11 Pro. Earlier we changed our phone for the meeting I had with Veronica; I definitely took the game to a whole new level by embracing my character down to the phone."Your phone? Ew, I'm never using yours again. It's so small, so tiny, so-"She glares at me before cutting me off, "Oh shut up! Give me my car keys! And I was asking about the meeting, not my phone! Or your ex’s dick size!” I laugh at the mention of my ex’s size that’s only known to my dear niece when I accidentally over-shared during one of the weekends when we were out drinking followin
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"Sophie, how's the operation last weekend? It was on Sunday, right?" I startle at the enquiry my Manager just made. He’s currently standing in front of my workstation with amused look, probably finding it funny to catch me being so focused with my phone, reading a gossip post at my Faceb0ok feed. Damn it, why does he always appear when I'm playing with my phone, catching me red handed. Though as usual, he makes no remarks on that. He's one of those cool bosses in my office. The kind that isn’t bothered by petty stuff, the only thing he cares about is the assignments that he dropped on our lap are all being handled in timely manner, with uncompromised quality. But I swear, he really waits until I'm playing on my phone then he'll come and ask stuff. Like seriously, why can't people come to me when I'm busy doing work? Instead of when I’m leisurely sitting at my workstation, looking like someone who does nothing but play with her phone and chat with her colleagues all day. "No. Uhh, I
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...I feel like I'm being ripped off by my niece. She gave me her ancient iPhone 4 while she happily took my iPhone 11 Pro. She took my Porsche Cayenne while I'm stuck with her itchy 20 year old Honda Civic. She joyfully went out with my Chanel Wallet-On-Chain while I'm here carrying her $19.99 (before discount) sling bag. Thank God we don't share the same size because I get a feeling I'm gonna feel pressured to borrow her clothes in order to complete this pretence of being 19 year old Abigail Grey. To be honest, I wasn't sure about meeting this Daddy. It took me 24 hours to finally able to psyche myself into making this decision- I was thisss close to call it off. The first thing I did once I've convinced myself I'm gonna go see him was to call my niece; it's a given since I need her ID in case there would be a verification by Cupcake prior the meeting. Thankfully, she was hella excited with this news, hyping me further into thinking this is the better decision compared to stayi
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"Would you like to order the drinks first?" The lady who directed me to the table is still here, now enquiring us. Well, I think she's asking US eventhough her eyes is directed to L.L.S. But I won't blame her, I too would be sucked in if there’s a man this gorgeous in front of me. "I'll have an Americano." Fuck, that's so deep. The voice I mean. Though that made my mind wondered if there's anything else that would make me think it is deep too. She finally turns her head towards me when I was still smitten by his voice, "What about you, Miss?""Oh. Erm. Just water." I have to play the role of a reserved 19 year old that is needing money hence this sugar baby attempt. I can't be me, the intimidating engineer who yells at contractors like it's a hobby. "Would you like to order something else?" She's back to LLS after giving me a simple nod to my water request. "No, that will be all. Thank you." He gives her a smile which she nods and walks away. Oooooh, this is definitely differen
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[ This arrangement is between A.G and L.L.S for the duration of three months from March 15th to June 15th.1. A.G will be at the location mentioned in Appendix 1 from 7pm Friday to 7pm Sunday, excluding the first week of each month. 2. USD 5000 will be deposited into A.G bank account 3xxx87xx6 every 10th of the month. 3. This arrangement can be terminated at any time by a formal request to Cupcake and the other party, resulting in termination in the following month. 4. If item 3 occurs, money of the said month will not be refunded. 5. L.L.S will provide a vehicle; Mercedes Benz A-class with plat number LS3, on the duration of this contract. A.G shall return the vehicle before or on June 15th.6. Should L.L.S perform the limits stated in Appendix 2, the arrangement will be cancelled with immediate effect. Compensation of USD 500,000 will be given to A.G, provided evidence and reports as per Appendix 3. 7. Both parties to sign an NDA for this arrangement to commence.8. Should both
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It's 6.20pm. I make sure I'm early today. I went home at 1pm sharp, showered (by showered I mean scrubbed every inch of my body, slapped a rich body butter, shampooed and deep-conditioned my hair, shaved at all the places that needed to be shaved), got dressed into the outfit I planned with Abby last night, did my hair, put on make up, perfected my hairdo since the first time felt imperfect (or I was just too nervous I had to pick on something), and finally, drove here with the infamous Honda Civic. Standing at the visitor parking bay of the location mentioned in Appendix 1, I am still deciding if I should go up or drive home. If I should be a sugar baby, or just forget about selling my body but go on the conventional route instead; meet a guy, go on a date, be his girlfriend, then his fiancee, bring him to see my parents, marry him, and only then bed him. I mean sex him. See how rusty I am in this game? You can't blame me, it's been four years since I'm in a relationship with a m
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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
