I AM NOTHING WITHOUT MY BILLIONAIRE SUGAR DADDY

A CONTRACT MARRIAGE

"Yesss, yesss, yessss," I screamed. I never believed in my wildest dreams that my billionaire sugar daddy was going to propose to me in that manner as he took me by surprise in his kinkiest kind of way.

“And now I’m a queen,” I thought, because I’m going to get married to the king of steel in England, Mr. Kellerman, and now I will be called Mrs. Kellerman.

“Where do you want to go during our honeymoon?” my fiancée asked. “I want to visit all the continents of the earth,” I said, feeling overexcited as I got him laughing at my jokes. After our trip to Ibiza we will be sealing our union, and we can finally be called ‘one.’.

And after our trip, my fiancée’s lawyer had served me the contract papers, which I agreed to on my own specific terms.

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In the contract lies our signatures as well as our conditions, which are as important too.

I didn't go for anything way too beyond me, as my priority remains to spend my whole life with my husband and make his life a living hell if he ever tries to divorce me, especially after giving him his billionaire heir.

And if anything like that ever happens, I would be having more than half of the share of his huge riches. And I will have to myself also the mansion we currently live in, as well as owning 35% shares in his company, ‘The Kellerman Steel Limited.’

“You’re my world now, Rose, and I will definitely give you more than you deserve and ever imagine too,” my husband explained to me. “I love you, Kellerman, and that’s why I said yes to you,” I told him heartily.

“And guess what, honey, I will make you my real estate manager and even more, like giving you fifty percent of my company’s stakes and many more your mind can dream of too,” Kellerman promised me. “That is why you are the best husband in the world and will always remain so too,” I said as we both complimented each other with a kiss.

“Honey, but you do love me, right?” I asked. “Yes, darling, and why do you ask?” He replied to me inquisitively. “You vow to extend our contract marriage only if you eventually get a male heir first and not even a female child. Isn’t it quite strange, honey?” I asked to quench my misunderstanding. “No, let’s just leave it that way,” he said, feeling a need to talk about it.

“Kellerman, do you truly love me aside from wanting an heir?” I questioned his feelings for me. “Let’s not talk about this, Rose. I don’t want to start an argument or something,” he said, feeling unquestionable and unchallenged too.

"Get me my shortbread biscuit and my Eva wine," I ordered one of my servants in my home.

Of course I can't handle this big mansion all by myself, as I need some servants, a chauffeur, and many more to make things easy for me around here, something that was installed in my contract, as I will have to live my days with my husband as a queen and not take any domestic responsibilities or duties.

My husband made me control fifty percent of the company's stake, and now I'm a majority shareholder, including being a dormant one since my husband doesn't want me anywhere near the company, as he had said he wants to save me the stress of not moving an inch but still making a lot of real money.

I nodded my head perfectly fine, despite the fact that I will love to be around him and help him out with his business, but still I love that overprotective side and manly side of him too, whose decisions are one like a good tyrant.

THREE YEARS LATER:

"Good morning, sweetheart, and how was your night?" I said as I gave my loving husband a kiss. "It's fine, I'm good," my husband replied to me, sounding so absent-minded from the look of things, as it has been a while now. "You didn't even ask me how mine went," I raised my voice, a little pretty annoyed at his gesture towards me.

"I'm not even sure you are listening to me right now," as I tried to give him his gold wristwatch after I had given him a peck on his lips, but again he is so absent-minded. "Oh my word," Kellerman said as he came back to get it without even showing signs of missing me while he was about to begin his trip.

I hissed so loud before saying sarcastically, "It seems like your work is more important than your darling wife." "Ahhhhh, not what you think, darling," my husband yelled, trying to always be right as he headed for the door in our room to catch a flight for a business trip, as he had said.

Sometimes I wish we could just live a normal life like every other average family in England does.

It's so frustrating to get married to a rich man, lest a billionaire who still thinks of expanding his empire with more wealth. I can't even stand it anymore, I said while crying, as we only have s*x twice a week, because he has to catch those early flights for different business seminars and trips all the time.

After five days, my husband returned. "Welcome, honey," I greeted my husband as I missed him so dearly while he was away. "Thanks, love," he said as he kissed me, a bit unconcerned and not excited to see me.

I'm not in any position to start questioning him if he's cheating on me since there is no evidence, but his recent behaviour and attitude towards me, which gets worse after every trip he made, was something so delusional to me.

"You didn't even touch me while you were around, and now you plan on going on another trip again," I asked with my voice at the top of the roof. "

“Our honeymoon was a total sham; we spent only two months together, as all you keep on discussing is work and how important it is for you to attend," I deliberated while giving him a piece of my mind.

But he left again without saying a word, not even a kiss to me too.

I happened to unlock his phone's password and saw a text to a location in Manchester before he left to quench my suspicions, and so this time around I decided to follow him.

I didn't use my own car, the one he bought for me to avoid any suspicion, but rather I took a private cab to the location.

As soon as he got there, I got there too, right on time, as I seek to hide myself from being noticed or seen.

"Oh my dear sweetheart, Kellerman, come give me a kiss," the man my husband just happened to meet said as I peeped through a glass window into the man’s office, shocked I didn’t see a woman as I had suspected. Lo and behold!!! My husband, Kellerman White, kissed him back as they touched their d***s too, and I was shocked to stupor that of all things, my husband is gay, or will I say he is bisexual, as my purse fell off my hand and hit the floor hard.

They stopped what they were doing for a second and tried to check who was spying on them.