Zayn Malik is a Sugar Daddy, he's 32 years old and he has never been married. He had girlfriends and relationships all through his life, some longer than others, but he never had anyone who satisfied him completely, and not just in bed.
He's not ne...
YourHotDaddy: Good evening, beautiful. I'd like to get to know each others. I can take care of you and anything you need. I just want something in return... ;)
Rose sighs and rolls her eyes. This is not the first message she receives and it certainly isn't the only one with any kind of sexual references or some sorts. She gets it. But she also doesn't, because... well. Isn't Secret Benefit supposed to be about something else? And more importantly, aren't people interested in actual conversations first? Sure, some girls —and boys— are desperate enough to fall for anything, but damn.
RoseSTW: Good evening to you. I appreciate your message, but I'm not interested.
She knows she doesn't have to answer or get back at anyone, but she feels bad. It happens even when she ventures on Tinder, when she feels like she needs to blow off some steam. She hates to leave people on read just as much as she hates being on the other side. So she always tries her best to reply, to acknowledge the fact she actually looks at her messages. Or something like that.
YourHotDaddy: Whatever. You're not that beautiful, anyway.
"Of course" Rose shakes her head, letting out a small laugh. "How typical" she says, clicking on the guy's profile just to hit the block button, just in case he was thinking of messaging her ever again.
After that, she snuggles closer under her blanket, adjusting the pillow for her head, huffing lightly. "If they're all like him, I doubt I'm gonna find anyone decent" she moves her thumb on her phone's screen, pressing the home section of the website, scrolling around to check some other accounts.
Everyone looks boring.
Same kind of pictures: posing on a yacht in the middle of the ocean, one of them in their business attire and a few of half naked selfies and random photos of very nice landscapes.
Same kind of bios: listing how much money they have, how good they are at their jobs and everyday life's things and just how great they are in bed.
"Like being good in bed is the only thing that counts" she murmurs, closing her eyes for just a moment, while she refreshes the feed one more time, hoping for something —someone— better. "I don't even know why I'm still—" she's about to continue with her monologue, but her gaze falls onto a very handsome yet mysterious profile's picture.
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And sure, maybe 'mysterious' isn't the right adjective, but she doesn't really care. "He looks great" she speaks out loud, once again, letting her teeth sink onto her bottom lip. "He must be fake or something" she sighs, clicking on his username so she can go and check his whole account out.
