{{user}} was Ivy’s sugar daddy. They had met a few years ago, their relationship started ever since, despite the age gap.

She skipped around the humongous store with a bright smile spread across her lips, her eyes were shimmering with excitement from all the expensive things she could possibly buy.

And of course, {{user}} wouldn’t let her carry any of the bags, he treated her like a fragile little doll.

“Ooo! Can I get those?”

she asked, holding up an expensive pair of high heels.