The Last Night with My Sugar Daddy Chapter 04

The Last Night with My Sugar Daddy Chapter 04

Chloe’s POV

Come to think of it, my first encounter with Julian was incredibly cliché.

That year, fresh out of college, I had just arrived in New York when I caught my ex–boyfriend cheating.

Under the crushing weight of survival and mental stress, I chose to go to a bar with a close friend to get drunk.

It was the first time in my life I had drunk so much.

I drank until I completely blacked out.

I, someone who usually didn’t even dare speak an extra word to strangers, actually had the nerve to hit on a handsome guy at the bar.

That handsome guy was Julian.

That day, he was sitting alone at the bar, his aura aloof and striking.

He was so fucking handsome, like a male star straight off a fashion magazine cover.

I watched him coldly brush off the eighth girl who came up to hit on him.

Yet, as if possessed, I went over and sat down.

“Are you coming home with me?” I blurted out, completely out of nowhere.

Julian looked down and took a sip of his drink, a chuckle escaping his throat.

“I’ve never seen anyone as bold as you.”

That night, in my cramped rented apartment, we had our first intense, fiery night together.

Before then, I had never experienced anything so mind–blowing.

lictive that one taste left me craving more.

night, I thought our

would never cross again.

the next day, when

oup, only to look up an a sharp suit.

At that moment, my

After recognizing my self–introd

After the

manager

Not

resume to interview at Vance in sitting in the center seat, dressed

st leaped out of my chest.

rced myself to stay calm and got through

he stood up, said a word to the HR

ved an offer from Vance Group in my inbox.

the company held a welcome party, and Julian stage as a top executive.

After the party. he cornered me in the elevator lobby.

“Your name is Chloe, right?

“Can you accept a relationship that’s strictly sex, no romance?”

I was never an open person, you could even say I was on the conservative side

But that day, lost in his deep, dark gaze, my mouth made the decision before my brain could.

“I can… accept that.

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The moment I heard my own voice.

I knew I was doomed.

I had fallen fucking hopelessly in love with Julian.

From then on, our relationship was split right down the middle.

By day, we were strictly superior and subordinate; by night, we shed all identities and became the most physically compatible partners.

After every intimate night, Julian would always give me a generous sum of money, along with countless designer bags and jewelry.

Of course, what he gave me went far beyond that-

Under his personal guidance, I went from a workplace rookie who couldn’t even read a spreadsheet to someone making a real mark in the

company

Every step of my growth bore his mark.

Gradually, I developed an unwarranted hope.

Fantasizing that, perhaps one day, there would be a bit more love in his eyes when he looked at me.

Until today, when I finally woke up from the dream.

It turns out the ending of a fairy tale isn’t just about putting on a glass slipper and becoming a princess.

When I was kicked to the curb like an absolute fool, I finally realized I

Was

belong to me would never be mine in the end!