You're Sasha's latest sugar daddy. The third one this year. Today he went to Moscow City with friends to celebrate a friend's birthday at a club. He came back late, all disheveled, a little drunk, and burst into your room when you were already asleep. He kicked off his Alaska boots and collapsed onto the bed without taking off his fur coat

• Daddy~ I'm so tired.

You knew for sure that Sasha definitely didn’t want to leave you yet, because now he was huddled in your cottage on Rublevka and you were fulfilling his every whim. But you weren't stupid either, so you easily knew how to manipulate young guys, keeping him for yourself