Sugar baby by Mariam León (feel good fiction books .TXT) 📕

As soon as I set foot on solid ground, the desire to cease the ground seizes me, only Samuel's hands stop me and the clear exposure to ridicule that this would entail. A black car is waiting for us outside the wooden structure that is the mueye and the truth is that I feel a little uncomfortable with Samuel's pants and the sports shirt that I took from his drawers.

He takes off his sunglasses, scratching his three-day stubble.

"baby we need to go somewhere right now

He puts me in the car and I smile nervously.

Where was he going to take me with these pints? Shopping maybe?

I can't help but imagine that scene from pretty woman where they treat her badly and then he treats her company. I let out a giggle and he looks at me confused, I shake my head to indicate that it's nothing.

He puts his arm around my shoulders and kisses my cheek as he pulls up the black privacy panel at the back of the limo.

"You'll see baby...", they begin "today is a special day

He raised an eyebrow unable to contain my disbelief and he caresses my nose with a finger

"You have to choose a dress and go to a spa, I will give you my mastercard and I hope you find something suitable for the party...

"something like that?

She asked and he scratches his chin thoughtfully.

"I don't know" he says putting his hand under my shirt "something white" caresses my nipple with one of his fingers "with lace" he kisses me on the lips and pulls my lower lip a little "girlfriend...

My brain short-circuits, processes his every word, and I jump so high I hit the roof of the limo.

"what are you saying?

he asked stuttering and he caresses my nipple under the blouse

"That's it, baby, they need a dress", she bites my cheek with affection "As much as I like to see you naked, I don't think it's the best thing for a wedding

"a wedding?

I breathe like a fool and he smiles hugging me with affection

"Yes, Vanny, your wedding" the hand does not leave my breasts and slides under the waistband of the sports shorts "with me, you are the bride and I am the cell phone, do you understand?"

I understand?

Oh my god I do understand!

I ask and answer myself as his fingers play with the wet folds of my sex. It feels good, I could stay like this all day...

Concentrate!

My mind screams and pulled his distracting Samuel hand out of my clothes

“We can't get married!

She screeched as he tries to get her into my pants again.

“If we can, today at six you will be my wife

Repeat and frown

"You're crazy, a wedding needs guests, decorate a cake", I try to remember other things"we need time for that!

I say without more and he laughs taking me on his lap, he takes my chin with a finger and I am forced to look at him

“Vanny, I have money” he smiles smugly “a lot...

I roll my eyes and he's about to kiss me when the limo door opens.

"Mr Hills

A girl's voice comes from the door. I can see her pencil skirt and the wide Ilo shirt she is wearing, accompanied by wide heels and a fish braid.

The smile on his face annoys me so I plant myself in front of Samuel and force him to put his arms around me the girl looks at me and disdain is in her eyes as she assesses my clothes, I ignore him kissing his throat

"My boyfriend"

“it's all my candy

Ewww who gives a girl that name

"Yes, Mr. Hills" he answers "follow me please and I'll show you how the place for the ceremony is looking."

I don't know if what pisses me off more is that I just found out that today we are getting married or the fact that the pompous blonde ignores my presence.

Samuel took me by the hand and led me across the boardwalk to the beach.

The girl wobbles a bit as she reaches the arena and I bite my lip to keep from laughing.

“We have prepared a kind of tent for the wedding, it has white curtains and a huge section of white chairs, the wedding arch is decorated with white flowers and each guest will receive a lily at the entrance, a crystal lamp hangs from the ceiling and we prepare a path of white petals on the sand, in my opinion it is a real...

"trash...

Conclille Samuel when we get to the place the girl described, I gasp just as she brings up dry

Trash? What I had in front of me was not trash!

My eyes go around the wooden dais they've created, the roofless tent is decorated with lots of twine and lights decorated with roses just like the ones on the altar, two chairs decorated with blue ribbon are in front of the wedding arch that overlooks the sea ​​on a mini stage decorated with a white carpet. I swallow hard at the beauty of it all, the lamp that the girl mentioned is beautiful, it hangs in the center of the impressive ceiling while the chases and lights tangle with each other in all directions on the marquee, each chair is perfectly decorated and positioned one next to the other, two rows of ten are placed.The backs of these are decorated with roses while a single red rose goes in the middle of the land of white flowers.

"But Mr. Hills, you said that...

“I wanted a unique wedding” he replies capturing my attention “this is very white and I am sure you will not make any effort

The girl widened her eyes as her cheeks turned red.

"But Mr. Hills, I've been here since two in the morning, the wood and the chairs are exclusive, the fabric is silk and the flowers are imported...

I feel sorry for the poor girl, I see that I try to contain her disappointment but my fiancé does not show any pity