Drake Imagines

Sugar Daddy

Yn POV

I was twenty years old now. I was a sophomore in college at NYU's medical school.

Most medical students would be studying for an exam coming up.

But here I was getting ready to go out on another date.

Many college students would see that as a waste of time.

For me it was...

A source of income.

"Girl you look good," my friend Cleopatra said. She was the only one who knew I was a sugar baby.

"Is this too much."

"Nah you know old men like titties," she laughed.

She was something else. "I'll be back before 10," I head out.

Now before y'all say anything, I wasn't sleeping with anybody.

I just went out with them to fancy restaurants and gave them company.

I got in my car and followed the directions to some fancy restaurant.

A 43 year old man named Aubrey had been sending me $1000 a week to talk to him.

He said he was occupied so we couldn't meet up. Today he wanted to take me out on a date to go to a restaurant.

For $10,000 of course.

This was really helpful for me, being in college and all.

My mom didn't have much money working as a CNA.

That's why I wanted to be a doctor so bad but, being a doctor means having money of course.

I finally reached my destination and a man in a white suit stops me.

"I'll park your car for you ma'am."

"Thank you," I get out the car.

I walk inside, receiving stares from everyone and their husband.

"Reservations for Graham?"

"Ah right this way," the girl winks at me.

I'm assuming she already saw Aubrey and by the looks of it, could tell what was going on.

"Get in your bag girl," she whispers to me.

I give her a wink and sit down. I hadn't seen Aubrey's face before.

Just pictures of his body that I thought he was catfishing with.

And he wasn't catfishing.

"You must be Yn?"

I smile. "Yes and you're Aubrey? Or Mr. Graham?"

"Aubrey is fine. I feel old with Mr. Graham," he smiles.