All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sugar Baby: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The soft hum of the private jet’s engine was the only sound that accompanied the gentle click of Emma’s fingers on the screen of her new iPad. She hadn’t quite gotten the hang of it yet, but she loved how everything seemed to move so smoothly, the images crisp and clear, the response instantaneous. Her old phone felt like a relic in comparison, and Robert had insisted on upgrading her. It was just one of many gestures he’d made to ease her into this new life. The kind of life she had never imagined she would be living.The jet soared high above the clouds, cutting through the sky like a bird with no fear of gravity. Emma had always been mesmerized by the way the world looked from above, the sprawling landscapes and cityscapes reduced to tiny patches of color below. She sat back in the plush seat, a comfortable sigh escaping her lips as she felt the steady thrum of the jet beneath her. Robert, seated across from her, glanced over with a soft smile."You okay?" he asked, his voice warm,

The days since Emma had said yes to Robert felt like a beautiful dream she never wanted to wake up from. Their love, once tentative and full of uncertainties, had transformed into something undeniably real, a love so deep it grounded her in ways she never thought possible. She was no longer the woman she had been when she stepped into his world; now, she was entwined in it, a part of something that seemed too perfect to be true. And yet, here she was.The house Robert had bought her was everything she had ever dreamed of—modern, spacious, and filled with light. Nestled in a quiet corner of a lush estate, it was far from the hustle and bustle of the world, offering a peace Emma had never experienced before. Every corner of the house seemed to whisper her name, as if the very walls were welcoming her into a new life.As much as Emma appreciated the lavishness of it all, what touched her the most was how Robert’s care for her went beyond just material things. He saw her, truly saw her, a

The house had once felt like a sanctuary, a quiet refuge from the world. But as Emma sat on the plush sofa, her mind felt heavy, as if the walls themselves were closing in on her. Robert was pacing back and forth, his jaw clenched, his eyes fixed on the phone screen that had shattered their peace.The sound of the television in the background flickered, its usual news program now turned into a nightmare."Breaking news tonight," the anchor’s voice echoed through the room, "a shocking revelation about Robert Pierce, the rising star in the Senate race. A picture surfaced today of the candidate with a woman who, sources say, is in her early twenties and pregnant. The woman has yet to be identified, but speculation is already running wild."The words felt like daggers, each syllable digging deeper into Emma’s chest. Her breath hitched, her hands trembling. It was as if her world had just been put under a magnifying glass—her most intimate moments, her private joy, dragged into the public

The mansion, once a cold and imposing structure, had slowly become a sanctuary in its own right. Emma didn’t feel trapped here anymore; she felt liberated. The walls that had once closed in on her, suffocating her with tension and fear, now stood as silent witnesses to her transformation. Each day, she grew more into herself, shedding the weight of betrayal and the fear of the unknown. The gossip of the outside world, the judgmental whispers that followed her everywhere, faded into the background, a distant murmur she no longer cared to hear.It was a warm Saturday morning when Emma first stood in front of her mirror, examining herself in a way she hadn’t done in months. Her pregnancy had blossomed over the past few weeks, and now, as she gazed at her reflection, she could see the curves of her body more clearly than ever before. Her once-soft skin had a healthy glow, and her posture, though still marked by some fatigue, was stronger now. She was becoming a woman who owned her space a

The night was alive with the murmur of conversation, the clinking of glasses, and the rhythmic pulse of the city’s elite gathering. Emma felt the weight of the stares, both admiring and judgmental, pressing against her skin. But with Robert by her side, she walked confidently through the sea of power and influence, each step taken in perfect harmony with his. It had been weeks since she had truly stepped into this world, but tonight, Emma felt more at ease than she ever had before. It wasn’t the glimmering chandeliers or the extravagant gowns and tuxedos that made her feel at home—it was Robert.Beside her, Robert was his usual poised self, his sharp suit clinging to his frame, the Louboutin shoes catching the light with every step. His face was a portrait of calm authority, yet Emma could see the flicker of a protective glint in his eyes, always watching over her. Tonight, he seemed even more focused than usual, a quiet intensity radiating from him.The crowd parted for them as they