Sugar Daddy

The Lover

"You knew!" Beam muttered under his teeth, plastering a smile on his face, so that no one could see how angry he was.

"Of course I knew" Forth replied, slightly waving at aladies. "Who do you take me for?"

"A Quoram heir" Beam mumbled.
"Geez... what is your deal?seriously?"

Forth halted his steps.

"What?" Beam frowned.

Forth turned around to grab his waist with one hand and pulled Beam towards him until Beam's hip was pressed against his body.

"What are you..." Beam struggled.

Forth grasped his chin and made Beam look at him in the eye. "You signed up to be the lover of a Quoram heir" He hissed. His voice was low but stern. "And you have to act like one. You cannot let anyone look down on you or humiliate you. And you have to make them regret everything they have ever done to you. You have to make them regret what they have said to you"

The people around them were silent and astonished. They couldn't hear a word Forth was saying. But that sensual view could make anyone's mouths dry.

Forth kept going, disregarding Beam's embarrasmet. "You have to act like you are one step higher than them because you are one step higher than them. Because you are my lover"

"Do you understand?"

Beam just stared at him.

"Do. You. Understand?" this time his voice was much more stern.

Beam quickly nodded.

"Good. Now straighten your back and raise your head" Forth took the champagne in Beam's hand and placed it on a tray that a waiter was carrying. "No more champagne for you. You already had three"

Forth placed his hand on the small of Beam's back and led him to the group of ladies which he waved at before.

"Mrs. Baranowska! I'm so glad that you came here" Forth greeted the tall and stern looking middle aged lady in English.

The lady gave him a light hug. "How can I refuse an invitation from Layla's son? It's such a shame that she is not here today"

Forth let out a small laugh. "You know that mother doesn't attend parties organized by me. She says that they are not extravagant enough"

Beam almost scoffed
Not extravagant enough? My ass!

The lady chuckled. "That really sounds like Layla"

Forth introduced her to Beam.
"Beam, this is Mrs. Baranowska. She is a fashion designer for a Italian luxury brand"

Beam shook hands with her.

The lady looked at Beam from head to toe. "This kid has a nice body; petite, pale with sharp features and curves"

She looked at him. "Are you interested in modeling?"

Beam glanced at Forth.

"I'm talking to you child. Is he your owner or something?"

He kinda is...

"I don't think it is a good idea madame" Beam spoke in fluent English."I'm studying as a medical student and I'm still in my second year"

The lady pondered for a moment. "Well that's too bad. But modeling isn't worth enough for you to drop out from med school"

Forth nodded in agreement. "Well then, I see you later Mrs. Baranowska. Enjoy the party"

The lady nodded. "I will. And Forth..."