Having numerous debts to settle, a single lady Matilda involves her self in all kinds of hustle to pay up her debts and inherited ones from her irresponsible father and brother. She finally settles with a career as a sugar baby knowing how well it pays but luck does not shine on her. She is met with low income earners who give her little change for her services and when she finally meets a wealthy client he turns out to be a stingy cunning old man. Her life keeps going from bad to worse until she meets her new client who was going to change her life for good but he happens to be the son of Mr. Graham her last client. Andre is a wealthy young man with his own self made company. He despises his father for being unfaithful to his mother while she was pregnant and now his new sugar baby turns out to be his father's former sugar baby. Will Matilda be able to hide the truth for long and what happens to her when he finally learns of her past with his father?
of the edge after finding out it was quite sticky with fluid. His face roughened in disgust while Bruno threw his face away in a bid not to feel guilty for making him do that. He clears his throat nervously before making his way out of the room. Thomas sighs, "I'm starting to hate this job."
Matilda dragged her leg towards the bus stop as she walked, she had rudely declined the ride home from the driver who brought her to the Graham's mansion. How did everything happen to bring her to a point worse than she had been already. She finally reached the bus stop and sat down at the public space waiting for the next bus to arrive. She could feel the inquisitive stare of strangers at her, at one glance one could tell all was not well. The dry lines of tears were still visible on her face but she didn't care. She was heartbroken and there was nothing she could do to change that. Her problems seemed to multiply in her head and she began to calculate all she could have done with the money from just one of Mr Graham's mansion. She finally gave up burying her head in her palms as she continued to cry out her heart. How could she have been so stupid!
"At least heavens gate wouldn't be open to you. That's the much consolation I can get." She didn't mind if the still quite voice in her head rebelled at her vicious words. Her conscience was not an exception. She said one thing and felt the opposite. She wanted to hate Mr Graham but he was no more and her heart had no space for hate but it gave her benefit of being angry as much as she could.
"This should be enough for your ride." Matilda looked up slowly to see the person who had dropped some notes beside her and it stunned her to be speechless. "I see you have been here all day so I assume you have no money to head back to your destination." The homeless man said when he caught her confused gaze at him. She was silent never uttering a word. She simply took the notes holding it between her thighs while the man went back to sit on the end side of where she sat. Now she thought of it, he was the one sitting there all along. She looked up at the sky and exhaled deeply. She was lost in her thoughts and emotions that she didn't realize it was night already. It was cold and thunder rumblings were given a sign of a downpour
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