4 Book(s) Related to sugar daddy

I am twenty years old, he is forty, but I am crazy for the man twice my age.

"You are so wet for me, Pumpkin." Jeffrey breathed.
"Let Daddy make you feel better," I whined, arching my back against the wall as I tried to push my hips down onto his fingers.
He started to finger me faster and my mind was in a frenzy.
"Moan my name." He muttered.
"J… Jeffrey," I said, he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pulling his head back to look at me.
"That's not my name." He growled, his eyes were full of lust and his breath was heavy on my cheeks.
"Daddy." I moaned.

"I can't stay in dorms?" He shook his head as no and she shyly looked at the locked apartment. But then, her chin was pulled up. "Remember," his eyes dug into hers as his grip tightened on her chin. "You must follow every rule, jule." She shivered under his gaze that ran up and down on her. "If you don't," he leaned closer to her ear and she shyly raised her hand between her chest . "Daddy will be upset." His nose grazed over her neck and her cheeks turned pink. "And punishment will be worse".

Annah Jule is a university student who moved to Paris for abroad studies. Everything seemed to be perfect in her life until her father cheated on her mom and they both got divorce. Her mom being sick to her unpaid university bills had made her life more complicated and in the end, Jule had no choice but to be a sugar baby for Wayn Koln.

🔞 Not for readers under 18.

Broke and desperate, a young woman accepts an arrangement with a dangerously alluring billionaire who hides a supernatural secret, he feeds on desire. As their relationship deepens, she’s pulled into a shadowy world of power, luxury, and manipulation.

When enemies begin targeting her reputation, her business, and even her life, a second powerful figure steps into her orbit, one who is just as tempting, and far more unpredictable.

Torn between loyalty, temptation, and survival, she must navigate supernatural dangers, human betrayal, and a rising storm of desire that threatens to consume everything.

“Be my mistress,”
"During the three-year duration of the contract, you are not allowed to get close to any other guy. I don't share Roxanne–never," he had stated sternly.

I was from a historically strong family of werewolf hunters. I'd learned a thing or two about calmness from my late grandmother. I even went as far as teaching me some techniques used by the best werewolf hunters. I was able to tame the raging and very dangerous creatures.
I didn't want to chase around werewolves like my ancestors, but I sometimes monetized my skills, offering the service of hypnosis to both troubled and curious minds. I never took interest in hunting werewolves. It was what got my father in prison, so this kind of life wasn't for me.
He'd been incarcerated when I was just a little child, for the murder of an innocent human he had mistaken for a werewolf.
Soon enough this new responsibility started weighing on me as I grew up.

Derek, a werewolf, the man had offered to loan me the money I needed to continue college. He was definitely an enigma, he was mysterious and arrogant. I wondered if he was married.

Lucas, a vampire, cared about me and he was gentle and patient. All I needed was three years. After three years, the contract with Derek would be over and I would be completely done with him.