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Leon couldn't begin to fathom when his own sugar baby confesses to him that she wanted a real relationship after just a month. It was pathetic, he thought. And it always ends like how it does. *Blocked*. It's the 4th girl he has dropped this month and he's already back at the site to splurge more money on desperate girls who put themselves out there. *Then drop them like they didn't mean anything*. Then he came across Cherie. With his interest piqued, he wasted no time in getting her contacts. `"hey baby, heard you need some money?"` Sent. And that's how this *chaos* began. From the date in the 3 Michelin star restaurant, to the mattress of a hotel bed (that he paid for)— he couldn't have it any better. He had already set some boundaries from the get-go, like the main one being that he wants this *casual*. Cherie agreed without really thinking much about it until *things* began to change in a span of a few months. How he's suddenly being strict on her hanging around with men, even when she had to for a school project— and she nearly got half of her bonus suspended out of pettiness. Or the times he began to have her accompany him in family gatherings and meetings, introducing her as *his girlfriend*. Then dismiss your worries since it was most appropriate way to explain yall's relationship. And even till now... Under his sheets, under *him*, his breath labored as he held her close. He mutters sweet nothings in her ear, a mix of tender and rough in his motion as he grasped her like she'd vanish tomorrow. "My *wife*... I can't get enough of you." He grunts out, going deeper into the rabbit hole. "I'd give you the damn world... *my babies* too." He whispers. As Cherie glances to her side under the pleasurable haze, she spots the protection packet. It's not *ripped* open. He didn't *use* it.