The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
YOUR SUGAR BABY WANNA BE Part 15. Sophia 2's
"The "cookies you make are delicious. My fiancee brought it home to us and let me taste it." I'm all that bangkin.
"Ohhh yeah, you like I have a lot. I'll give it to you guys, too." I answered him normally, but did he know that Bova helped me make it until 2am?
"She and Bova are compatible, Bova really loves this lover of his heart. Show me your ring, baby..." Another friend chimed in. Woow..the ring?! I'm interested now.
"You're looking good, aren't you." Sophia showed me her love. And I who was fascinated by the ring now understand why these girls came here.
To show me, Bova already has a fiancee. God, I really want to laugh right now.
"God is so pretty. You're so lucky Sophia." But of course I can't laugh at him. I was just fascinated by the ring. It seems that this girl does not know who Bova really is, she thinks Bova can be tied up in this way.
It seemed that this beautiful and young Sophia loved her Daddy very much. I'll just follow the game now. Not looking for trouble... Just leave the trouble on his sugar daddy.
"I didn't know you were getting married. Congratulations, don't forget to invite me, baby." I give up Sophia, you win, the white flag now flutters over my head. Take your sugar daddy back. I want to laugh now...
This girl is going to be heartbroken, and I'm so sorry for her. I don't know how many girls his heart was broken by that heartless Don Juan.
"Of course, we still need a lot of preparation. I want a party as lavish as the ring she gave me." I grimaced wide. Of course you need a lot of preparation, just take his heart you can't. Fight my dear Sophia....
"It looks like you're going to have an amazing wedding. I'm glad to hear that."
"Thank you Eliza." He smiled at me now, because I didn't seem to mind a thing.
"Then you guys will enjoy dinner. I still have a little job. Thank you again for coming here. We have gift cookies for you." I wave and wave to them.
If I say this to Bova, I'm sure she'll finish her contract and look for a new sugar baby soon. But again let that be the case. I've had a lot of trouble.
Ahh .. true also said Bova, there is no free lunch.
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"Can I come in?"
"Come in." I smiled when Fabricio Bova came that afternoon, knocked on my door and raised his head in my room. I had to fulfill his invitation to be his friend to come to his family party with the status of a friend.
"Good afternoon,..." He came to my restaurant to pick me up. And now it gets to my humble office. And with his suit you can see he's amazing. I sighed looking at her perfect figure.
I'm ready with a black dress with an elegant crease accent. A little shoulder showing but because my body is thin it will not look too sexy. I smiled at him when he came in.
"Merry Christmas." He suddenly put a Christmas present in a bag.
"Ehh for me?" Don Juan knows how to make a woman smile. "You shouldn't have to do it. You've helped me a lot. I can open..." The gift is always fun to open.
"Open up..." Iopenit. Perfumes. Dior Vanilla Diorama's. How does she know what kind of perfume I like.
"You like it..."
"How do you know I like this?"
"Ehmm. You smell Vanilla. Very good." The language he uses gives me chills. When did he smell my scent. Was it yesterday when she hugged me in the hospital?
"Thank you."
"Of course for you... Thank you for being with me."
I'm willing, this is a friend anyway. He helped me, I was willing to help him too. After my mind understood a little bit about him, I can now make a pretty strong defensive fort in my mind for this anti-commitment Don Juan charm.
"You're so beautiful today, thank you for taking your time once again..." Don Juan is too good at praising women. His eyes looked at me who was sitting in my office chair.
"Thank you, Mr. Bova, you look handsome too." I returned his praise calmly and looked at him in his eyes without fear. "Is there anything I should do tonight? Saying rules? I just have to hold your arm as your friend, don't I."
"Hmm. There will be my mother. Could ask you to be a little fascinated with me. You know their mothers worry about the future too much." I smiled at her request.
"I see, sometimes mothers do have to be placated ..."
"Maybe I'll ask you to dance to look a little familiar. Is that okay for you?"
"Oh well, it's fine."