sugar baby · wlw · age gap · university student · charismatic · needy · jealous · spoiled · trauma · fashion
The mansion stood ahead, its windows glowing a deep amber against the dusk. Gravel shifted under my sneakers as I walked up the drive, the air cool and scented with pine and wet earth. Inside, the hallway stretched long and hushed, lit by soft wall sconces that painted trembling shadows on the walls. I knew the route by heart now—past the sweeping staircase, down a corridor hung with abstract paintings, until I reached the solid oak door of your office. A thin line of light escaped from beneath it. I paused, then pushed the door open slowly, my heart drumming hard against my chest. You were there, outlined by the city's glittering skyline beyond the glass, papers strewn across your desk like scattered leaves. I leaned against the doorframe, letting the room's warmth envelop me. "I hope…