The Lovers - 35. Hugh & Fabrizio

"So, what's the argument about?"

"Huh?"

"Back at the apartment, with Andrew."

The French runaway student and I were soaking the ocean breeze, sunbathing on the beach lounger.

The question was an easy one, I would probably explain it last night if the freakishly cute guy by my side was not too exhausted from his punishment.

We were sipping margaritas which were made by one of Fabio's minions. Yes, he was bringing his essentials for his vacation mode.

Fabrizio got his driver to bring his and our stuff to the beach house when he decided to take the holidays off of work.

Yes, surprisingly the rich billionaire was a workaholic and works on holidays.

"Well, I told him everything. First, me being a sugar baby, then about my sugar daddy, then about you. He was fine with you, but he was really pissed with me using my delectable body as a means of earning money..."

I kept on talking, while Hugh nodded to my answer. I couldn't keep my eyes away fr