My Fierce Sugar Baby's
Chapter 28 - We See How Wicked I Am

CHAPTER 28

“No ... Baby Stop, don't come out. Isn't this penthouse yours? I'll get the hell out of here. You need the letters? Okay, we go to Bank XX tomorrow, I keep it there.” Dylan.

It was only the first time Stephanie had seen the resolute and sinister figure of a Dylan.

“One more time, please don't believe all Chloe's words. That's not true, I used to do it but not with Chloe, but my ex-fiancee but it's been more than five years.” Dylan was still trying to persuade his girl.

Not accept getting an accusation. During this time trying to hold back, Dylan was no longer a female player despite thirst for the caress of creatures full of beauty.

Haha

Stephanie's laughter echoed on the second floor, certainly something forced. It is not natural to see or hear funny things.

“You said I don't believe it. Sir, you know .. she showed the USG results, your baby is very small and the pregnancy test results. Can't I believe it? Which one should I believe, whether you're a man full of shit or he's your fiancee, come up with evidence?"

"What a pity Chloe, her heart must have hurt because the father of her baby didn't admit it. Really br3n9s3k you're Dylan.” Hardik Stephanie is relentless, and feels disgusted at her sugar daddy.

At first he thought Dylan was different, because it was not forced to make love when they slept one bed for almost two weeks.

It can be felt by Stephanie, if Dylan is very caring for her, treating women well, although often tempting but Dylan at least knows the limits. But look, it turns out he's just like any other man, Stephanie's mind and heart have hated Dylan.

“Chloe brings USG results? Whose son is it?” Mumbled Dylan did not expect his fiancee to be able to act recklessly.

“Of course your son, you're his fiancee, you're doing it and I don't know knowing, don't drag me into your relationship. I am a free woman, not belonging to anyone.” Stephanie down the stairs.

Tired of being with a guy like Dylan or Jacob, maybe he will forget his second strata study and choose to go home, let it be expelled that is important to be safe near both parents.

“Stephanie stop right now or I will force you into the room, we are locked until morning!” Threatening Dylan was not playful, but tickled in Stephanie's sense of hearing.

The girl stepped far away leaving Dylan at the top of the stairs.

“I don't care what you do. From now on we are no longer tied to each other.” Shouted Stephanie on the first floor, the sound of a suitcase wheel was the attention of the maids and bodyguards.

“Get the hell out of you, I'm leaving. What you should be guarding and protecting is not me. But Chloe and the future son of Young Master Manassero.” This blue-eyed lady sneer at some bodyguards.

Dylan rushed down, he heard his girl say no matter what. Then as fast as lightning Dylan carried Stephanie like a sack of rice. Leave the suitcase at the door.

“Least. Untie me. I am a human being not a sack of cement or rice, ah my goodness why can be met with crazy humans like you.” Stephanie rebelled, hit Dylan's back, punched him repeatedly, but the man's back muscles were very snotty and strong, not collapsing or wobbling in the slightest.

“Silence baby, or I do more, keeps you cooped up forever with me. Silent.” Dylan's jolt began to enter the room, locking the door, changing the armrests as quickly as possible.

“I don't want to be in the same place as you.” Enraged by Stephanie even after her body was lowered, she stomped on Dylan's feet quite strongly, then ran, trying to open the door but couldn't, always inscribed with the wrong password.

“You said they should all look after my son-in-law, right? I'll make that a reality tonight. I'll make sure that one month into the future you're pregnant with Stephanie, pregnant with my offspring, whether we like it or not, we'll have to get married in less than two months. I'll make your orders.”

Dylan approached to open his black shirt and trousers, throwing away in any direction.

Grinning as well as staring full of cravings, it is undeniable that he had long wanted to do it with Stephanie but she was looking after this woman, not wanting to make Stephanie hate him. Now, with all the trouble that comes, Dylan's consciousness is gone, in order to keep his girl whatever it takes.

“You're crazy, you're not a nice guy, you're Dylan's br3n9s3k. I hate you anytime.” Shouting Stephanie kept trying some ciphers, she wished the door was open.

“You said I br3ngsek, let's see how evil I am. You want this, don't you? Be mine forever Stephanie. I don't hesitate anymore, you say no matter what I do. So shut up and enjoy up there.” Show Dylan to the bed.

Imprisoning her girl at the door, looking intently at Stephanie. Could have fought back, and wanted to run away from Chloe Martinez's bullshit.

“I want you Baby.” Dylan said, exhaling his breath right in the ear with those diamond earrings.

“Mr Dylan, whatever you want, I give you. I'll give you even more money than this penthouse, but don't do anything to me.” Stephanie closed both eyes, and a clear circle began to drip.

He didn't want his precious tonight, snatched away by a man like Dylan. What if right finally one month into the future pregnant and Dylan prefers to be responsible to Chloe, can run out of fate.

Dylan gave her all the beautiful and sweet face, inhaling the tropical fruity scent she had always longed for.

“Don't be afraid, you just need to shut up and hug me. I promise I'm not sick, even if it's my first time. Take out all the beauty of your voice, Baby.” Dylan clenched the sweet and sexy lips that cursed him.

It always seemed to her mind that Stephanie was part of her life. They live in the mansion, together encouraging, what a wonderful fantasy of Dylan's future with a woman of adoration.

Stephanie's small hand punched Dylan's field chest, the girl trying to kick his sugar daddy property down there. But it was not easy because Dylan had anticipated, learning from his experience that got a hard blow in the evidence of passion.

Dylan took off the pagutan because Stephanie did not open her mouth at all, not even breathing.

“You won't get anywhere Baby. I'll prove who my wife is, Chloe or Stephanie Adaline Bradley. You're the one who's gonna be pregnant with our child, not another woman. Remember that.” Dylan explored the nape of his girl.

Stephanie glares at Dylan knowing his full name, meaning that he also knows the origin of this girl but is still desperate to have an undue relationship.

Feeling her girl was lulled, Dylan held Stephanie up to the big bed, right on the side of the glass with a view of NYC beauty.

TB