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37: Yvette
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Every time New Year comes, we'd set a series of goals to achieve, being all determined and excited to start a brand new year. But a week into it, or a month into it, or a quarter into it, we'd soon forget those goals. By summer when vacation days are coming, suddenly all of those goals come back in mind but you'd be like, ‘it's okay, another half year to go, I can do it.’Only to procrastinate again and by December, it's too late. ‘Might just start next year since it's gonna be a brand new year in a few weeks.’This, is exactly like those New Year resolutions. I have clearly set those goals in mind the first day Eve stepped into this house. I keep on refreshing my thoughts, reminding myself how much I hate this woman. I fucking said it out loud to her face, to remind myself I-hate-her. Apparently my heart isn’t listening, my cock obviously has been a traitor since day one, and my brain can't function well since I touched her at the gala. Her smooth skin, her intoxicating scent, he
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She can be stubborn if she wants to, and I always learn it the hard way. This time around I have to calm myself every time I see the eyesore view of my living room; it's packed with big boxes that contain her stuff. They have been there since the past five days but she doesn't look like she's gonna do anything about it. At the same time I am also wrestling with my desire not to fuck her again. She might be ignoring what I asked her to do regarding the mess in the living room but she remained polite and positive if it's about other things. She's clearly sticking to her decision, just like me with mine. If she wants to play, I'm up for it. We'll see who'll budge first. Because my eyes hurt not just from the sight at the living room, but in the bedroom as well. Going to bed wearing her cheap pyjamas, oh God I feel like ripping them off for looking so cheap they deserve to be thrown into the fire so no one can wear them ever again.That's when I remember why I brought those stylists,
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I want to hate her so bad. I want to ignore her the way I did the first week she's here. I want her to know how much I don't care about her, that she's nothing but a baby-making factory. Or my fuck doll. But when she lies down in exhaustion after we have sex, I can't find it in my heart to just leave her there. I'd carry her to the bathtub after preparing warm water for her to bathe in. Or at least to wipe her thighs clean if she's too tired. I'd regret how nice I was the next day and promise myself not to repeat it again. But like I said, I can't find it in my heart to ignore her.After four weeks of amazing sex routine with my sugar-baby wife, I'm glad I did what I did. Because I wasn't just taking care of her, but my two babies. As expected, I got the genetic just like Maddy with her triplets and twins. And Eve must have gotten it from her sisters; Serena has a twin, and Dani gave birth to a set of twins. Everybody screams twins so when Dr Fisher informed us she saw two heart
Bitter Sugar Daddy 41: Yvette
"You're not coming?" Lydia asks again to check if she's hearing me correctly, "You're sure you're not coming? You're sureee?" I sigh heavily before shaking my head, "I'm not coming, Lyd.”Not because I don't want to but because I don't have enough money to pay for the ticket. I mean, I do have some but I need to save it for the future, in case of emergency. Ever since I live with Augustine, I've been stealing food from his fully-stocked pantry and fridge for meals, and only use my money for commute and school projects. So to spend it on unnecessary stuff like this prom, seems like a waste for me. I admit I was excited back then because I thought I'd use the money I saved from my summer job to pay for the ticket. But my fund has dried to a warning level. That's why I choose to forget about the prom. I can do so many things with this 90 bucks rather than spending it on a ticket. “But we've been talking about it since we knew about it!" Yeah, we even planned to wear matching colour
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"Get on the kitchen top." Aaaaaaand that's when reality hits. "I want to eat you first." I knew it. There is only one reason for him to be home early, and that is to fuck me like the whore I called myself the night I offered to be his sugar baby.Let's list out the details; we live together, we share the bed, and will be living and sharing the same space together for the next four years so I know we'll end up sleeping with each other one way or another, by how much flesh he and I were showing during that five days war over the mess in the living room. Knowing this fact, why don't I just take advantage of it since I'm short of money anyway? Smart, is what I'm calling myself these days. Whore? Well that's up to you, I just know that I need to survive. You can judge me all you want but I'm the one who'll be suffering at the end of the day with no money in her pocket. "You're still hugging me, how am I going to get myself on the kitchen top, Mr Knight?" I ask sweetly when he procee
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[ Carrie: EvieCarrie: Im buying the ticket for uCarrie: I dont care u're comin or not, im buyinggggg for u bitch! Lydia: And im gonna match us all anyway! Lydia: We're gonna drag u outta that damn castle, Rapunzel! Carrie: Yeah!!! Carrie: Even if u've cut ur hair! Lydia: We'll kill the witch if we have to! Carrie: Augustine's a guy, idiotCarrie: A wizard, not a WITCH! Fuckin take the English test AGAIN u bloody moronLydia: Oh shattap! Lydia: I dont screw my English tutor like u to get ✨extra✨ lessons ]I was taking the chicken out of the oven, placing the hot tray on the kitchen top only to realise her phone is right next to it. Afraid if the heat will damage her phone, I immediately reach for it to be put away. Only to read my name being mentioned in one of the messages so I ‘accidentally’ unlock her phone and read the whole thing. Though I still don't understand what ticket are they talking about, that they have to buy it for Eve. And I wonder, why won't she go to this
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When she appears from the lobby with a fluffy fur shawl on top of her tight white dress, I can't help but to stare at her all the way from the moment I first seen her till she stops her track right in front of me. The hairstylist I hired has gathered all her hair into a messy bun, just like how she looked like during our first date. Though this time around she's wearing a pearl white dress instead of the silver one, with a noticeable baby bump that makes my heart clutch knowing it's my doing right there. If any boy dares to flirt with her, my kids are gonna be the one stopping them. At four months with twins, she definitely looked pregnant and glowing. "Thanks for the crew." She smiles brightly at me, looking like a beautiful swan in this outfit. A beautiful, delicate swan. I did hire a whole team to make sure she appears with the image of a billionaire's wife. Looking at her now definitely makes me feel like I'm getting what I paid for worth every cent. "Where's Charles?" She as
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Jordan is my most trusted bodyguard who's been working for me since a decade ago. I've assigned him to follow Eve since the day we got married and those six weeks when Eve and I were living in two different places, he would come and update me on a daily basis. He’s been quiet since Eve lives with me; I told him to see me only if there's any alarming issues regarding her safety. Until last Friday when he requested to see me so I quickly clear up my schedule, so worried if it has anything to do with the mother of my babies.Only to be lectured for more than ten minutes about how dangerous it is for Eve to climb the stairs whenever she takes the subway, or how tired she looked when she has to walk so far to change from one train line to another, or to stand in a long line waiting patiently for the train to arrive while looking all pregnant and heavy. Don't even mention how red he looked when he described on certain days Eve had to brave through the rush hour either in the mornings or F
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