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I've known for two days now, but my heart still pains every time I remember how good he is at acting, playing my heart telling me how lucky he is to have me in his life. You should add ‘right now’, of how lucky you are to have me in your life ‘right now’. In six weeks you'll feel lucky with the next Scarlett. "I think I'd rather drown in you than jump in the pool." His stubble grazes the side of my thighs as I watch him take the last lick. "Can't get enough of this," he hums in approval then french-kiss my sex before standing in full height, lips glistening with my juices. Sometimes I'm pretty amazed the way he takes care of me but doesn't mind much about himself. Walking away with an erection seems a norm to him, though he does make it up once he gets the chance, railing me to the point I'd get wet the next day just thinking how good he did me. "We're leaving after lunch," he tells me as he adjusts the bulge that looked so uncomfortable in that tight Speedo, threatening to come
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My mood has gone south since the warning his mother gave me last night. I can't sleep despite our rigorous exercise after dinner, I just can't stop thinking how stupid I must have looked in front of everybody, willing to be a doll next to Calvin Gunn (yes I know his name now because the guests kept calling him Cal/Calvin) as if I'm really a fake bitch with nothing but money agenda. By 5.30 am, I force myself to get up and get ready before going downstairs an hour later to search for the kitchen, onto my first task which is to prepare his coffee. Because as Drey said, doesn't matter the world is ending, I still need to have a cup of coffee for him by 7am. "Good morning B," he greets me with a smile when I'm bringing his coffee to the dining table just five minutes before 7. Apparently the entire family are morning people including the kids so the long dining table is full as if we're having a party of our own. He is the youngest of four brothers, and each brother has four kids wit
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Do you know how awful it is when all you wanna do is sulk like a brat for being left out from that one important detail but you can't do it simply because you're not entitled to it? Ooooooh I really don't feel like talking to him at all, if it's up to me I will not talk, or eat, or sleep with him just to show my rebellious side but I know, I fucking know my place that I have no right to do so because his kids is his personal matter; he's not obligated to tell me anything.So like a good sugar baby I am, I stay beside him despite my heartache. This is nothing compared to what I knew two days ago about the next Scarlett. This is a whole new level of fuck-you in the face. "Daddy." Genevieve inserts her hand in his left arm all of a sudden when Honey and I were talking to his brother and sister in law. Honey is clearly caught off-guard as he looks at me with guilt, his right hand is still hugging my middle area. Yeah, I already know about your daughter an hour ago. "Can I follow you
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I finally come home when Honey called and asked why am I still not at the penthouse after Brian updated him about our arrival at the city four hours ago. Honestly, all I want right now is to go home -my own home before this whole fiasco began- and hide under a blanket but I have no choice since he has summoned me to be home for dinner because he has cooked for us. "I don't think curry tastes like that." I hear her voice the moment the elevator door opens. She's here? I thought she has plans with her friend? There's nothing else I wanna do at this moment than to push the elevator button and go somewhere just so I don't have to face that bitch but I can't, because she is already looking at me right now. "This is myyy version of curry." He counters with his back to me, currently cooking something on the electric stove. "I'm still cooking so maybe the end product actually taste right," he adds, but Genevieve and I are already in this weird staring competition. The door automaticall
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Eight hours at work managed to calm me down but to avoid conflicts like what happened this morning between us, I purposely ride the private elevator just a minute before 7pm. Fingers crossed Honey isn't home yet because I'm supposed to arrive before he's there. Fortunately, he hasn't. But I do find Genevieve Gunn comfortably stretching her legs out on the couch, stuffing herself with my snack that I stashed in the pantry, laughing her ass off watching Friends on tv. This sight is totally the opposite of the whole elegant-rich-girl image she had when we first met. I guess make up really has the magical power of turning a woman from a basic to a pretty clown, along with a good acting skill. She really made me believe she's as classy as her grandmother. Right now, nuh-uh. Not so much. More like a typical girl you see in a normal household. "How's your hole? How many guys did you managed to take at work today?" She asked without sparing a glance at me, eyes fixed on the telly. Okay
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I spent two months with Drey to be the perfect Scarlett, on how to behave at every occasion. But right now, I seriously have no idea what to do when I'm still confused either to be the other woman in their father's life or to continue being Scarlett, their mother. ...assuming they're both birthed by Scarlett Monroe. When I first saw Nate at the bar prior getting to our table, he has this same warm smile his father has been sprouting our entire time together. He approached us and to my surprise, he leaned in so close to my face, and kisses my cheek before pulling his head away from me. "How's traffic?" He asked as he kissed his sister next, the same way he did to me. Four of us sat at our usual table and the night passed through with the two of them trying their best to make the dinner a pleasant one. Though Genevieve, she was trying to be cheeky with the little stunt she pulled. I had to mask my reaction and play along just to maintain the harmony, because I swear if it was up t
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In my attempt to hide the crime scene, I quickly cleaned everything before Honey came home.She appeared half an hour later when I was mopping the floor, dressed in another white outfit, went straight to the elevator instead of doing anything to me, not even blurting one word. Weird. She looked like she was in a rush.But I couldn't care less since I needed the place to be squeaky clean before Honey's home, though once I was done I got a call from him informing he's still in California finishing up a meeting. I was in the midst of watching my third movie when the elevator opened revealing little Miss Gunn being carried bridal style by a huge man, as huge as Honey. But he has muscles all over, with a stern facial expression. "Mrs Gunn," he acknowledges me as I walk towards them. "Is she... okay?" I ask seeing Genevieve giggling with her face covered by his chest. She looked like she's... drunk? The smell supports my theory but I can't really comprehend that considering the fact sh
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I totally get what she meant when she whined about nobody wanting her despite her entire family being by her side. I'm in the same situation too, Bitch. I have my family with me but whenever I think about Honey, I feel so lonely to the point of tearing as if I'm the most ungrateful human being on Earth. Love makes us feel weird things, including feeling lonely just because someone we want doesn't want us back, despite the abundant of love we get from family and friends. "You should sleep." I murmur once the sobbing quiets down. "You should leave Daddy." I let her go gently, creating a distance between us without commenting on that. Number one, we have an NDA standing between me and my mouth from spilling things out, which of course doesn't apply to Luna since you know, she's a sister, the one I confide everything to. And number two, because I don't want her to look down on me anymore than she already has. "You don't strike me as a bimbo," she's looking at me straight in the eye
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