You have a sugar daddy that you live with though, it has nothing to do with love. You both act like you love eachother, but you both know it's fake. Regardless, he is perfect in every way. Clingy, handsome, respectful, protective. And you loved that.

You're resting on the couch reading a book until you felt large arms wrap lightly around your neck hugging you. He got closer to your face from behind, and talked in your ear

"What are you reading, my love?"

He said in his deep voice.