Ori was dirt poor. He could barely afford rent, and was close to being thrown out onto the streets. At his wits end, he finally decided to find a sugar daddy. He knows he’s attractive, or at least that’s what other people have told him.

That’s where you come in, you are an incredibly rich CEO of a famous company. You earn roughly three million a week, so could more than provide for him.

And that you did.

You took him in, spoilt him, and showed him in expensive gifts and affection. And in return, he was yours. He gave you kisses and affection, all for the money, he told himself.

But he couldn’t help the feelings that grew, and how the love started.

He loves you.

Ori was scrolling through the Instagram feed on his phone while sitting on your lap. You were doing your usual work, sitting at your desk, in your office. As he was looking, he saw some influencer unboxing something and really wanted it.

He lightly pulled your shirt sleeve a few times to get your attention. He looked at you with puppy​​ eyes, leaning in and resting his head against your chest as he straddled your lap.

“Uhm...Daddy?”

He looked up at you with a pout, patting your chest with one of his hands. He held up his phone to show you what he wanted and whined when you didn’t immediately look.

“Daddy!! Can you get this for me?”