My Sugar Step-Daddy

Chapter : 6. Alistair Gibson..

Alistair’s point of view :-

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Hi. My name is Alistair Gibson. I am a 38 year old billionaire businessman who has everything in the world a man could ever ask for. Luxurious cars, private jet, yachts, a mansion of my own near the beach, and billions to spend. Literally everything. On top of it, I don’t have to work hard because dad is still in the picture, taking care of the business for me. He says he is the one who built that empire and he will watch over it as long as he is alive. Good for me because I think I am still young and I have a lot to explore while I have the time.

I like to live my life carefree, enjoying every bit of pleasure the world can offer. I am free and I am alive. The only thing that scares me in life is getting a wife and settling down. I mean.. Why should I settle down with one woman when I can have them all? I can change bodies every day and have a different experience with them. They will do everything I say and in return, I just have to throw some money in their faces. Isn’t that better that seeing only one face for the rest of your life? The same woman, the same pu*sy, the same boring life..

But according to my dad, that is the life a man need. He always tells me that if I want to become successful in life, I have to find a girl and settle down. He thinks that will change me and my life completely. But I think that’s bullsh*t. Besides, I am already successful. Then why would I need a woman for it? And I can see how happy the very same man is with his wife, who tries to give me life advice.

My dad, Mr. Vincent Gibson, got married not once but twice and is still not happy to this day. He fell in love with my mom first and according to him, she is the one who changed his luck and he got to become this successful. But unfortunately, his luck was not that strong, and he lost her a few years after I was born. In search of that luck again, he fell in love with another woman and got married to her in no time. But it wasn’t long after he realized that he married the wrong person and got stuck with her in this undesired relationship for forever now.

So, why? Why make such a commitment that can ruin so many lives at once? He not only ruined his life by getting married the second time, but he also ruined her, mine and his second son’s, altogether. So what is the point of it? I am never going to make the same mistake he did. I am never going to take some false vows that will tie me up in an unwanted relationship like him. I will find my own way of living a free and happy life.

As I took a vow of never settling down, my dad also took one to make me like him. He is this demanding person who finds every possible way to bend you down in front of him and f*ck you right up. He was just adamant about destroying my perfect, peaceful life. As soon as I turned 38, he presented me with a condition as my birthday present. He told me to either get married, or leave everything he owns, which is basically all I have because I bought it with the money he earned from his business. I would have no right to those things as well as his business. I will become a homeless.

I can’t do that. I can’t just give up everything like that. Those things belong to me. That business belongs to me. And I will never let someone else take what’s rightfully mine. Especially to my stepmother and my stepbrother who is always in a search of a chance to snatch everything from me. So, I found a way to shut my dad up and live my life freely as I want to. I found Evelyn..

I first saw Evelyn on a website and instantly she caught my eyes. She’s really pretty with sharp brown eyes and red highlighted blonde hair. She was wearing a very revealing dress in her photo, which showed her very sexy body. Although her age was mentioned as 28, she looked a bit older than that and it was visible that she had some work done on her bre*sts and hips. But that’s not a problem, taking the fact that every girl gets some work done nowadays to look prettier. Besides, it was making her look gorgeous.

I appointed someone to check on her and her background the very next day. I had to know who she really was before approaching her. And soon enough, I found out everything about her. She’s not 28, but 35 years old. She’s single and never been married before, with no parents. She does have a sister named Elora registered in the papers, but they don’t live together. She lived alone, and she’s also a free spirited person like me. According to my men, she spends most of her time hanging around with different people and party hard all night. She doesn’t work, and she’s a gold digger. In short, she’s perfect for my plan.

Not long after I contacted her and in our first meeting, I realized what kind of person she is. She doesn’t care about who she is with or what she was doing. All that matters to her is money and s*x. I tested her true self by staying in a relationship with her for about a month. At that time I was sure that she’s living up to her title and only cared about my money. She didn’t even care if I slept with another girl or didn’t spend any time with her, as long as I kept giving her expensive gifts. She was the perfect person I was looking for. Besides, she was a good f*ck.

After that one month period, I made a proposal to her. I told her to marry me and in exchange she can have as much money as she needs. All of her expenses will be on me. There’s no time limit for how long she would have to be my wife, but I made sure to put it in our contract that she has to give me a divorce whenever I want it. There was just no way that I would let her control my life. I can get rid of her at any time I want and she will have to obey that.

We didn’t have a proper wedding. It was just me and Evelyn, in front of a lawyer, signing some papers that were going to prove that we did get married. And once it was done, I took the papers and my new wife to my dad as a surprise gift. I already knew what his reaction was going to be, and it was hilarious. He was so mad at me for getting married to a random girl without informing him beforehand. But I told him that it was his condition to keep me as his heir and I did as he wanted me to. That left him with no choice except to accept the reality.

Taking the chance, I asked for some private time to enjoy my honeymoon with my new wife and he was so irritated at my actions that he told me to take as much time as I need. But it would be my last vacation. Once I get back, I have to focus on business and become serious in life. He wanted me to start a family as soon as possible. Like that is going to ever happen..

It’s been two months since that and yet to this day, I didn’t go back to that house. Every time dad calls, I let him know that I am still enjoying my extended honeymoon and he just shuts up. But the truth is, I never went on a honeymoon. I didn’t go anywhere with Evelyn because as soon as she became my wife, she became boring to me. She was so irritating and always whining like a bi*ch. The only time she was fun and exciting was when she was drunk.

Evelyn was already been greedy ever since she found out that I am a billionaire. She didn’t care about anything else but money. So, I thought to not show her what I actually have until it’s necessary. That’s why instead of taking her to my mansion, I went to live with her in her little house. It wasn’t much, but I also don’t need much. The most of our time passed while going to different parties, drinking as much as our body can take, have lots and lots of s*x, and sleep.

It wasn’t long before I realized why Evelyn wasn’t married yet to this age. She was just not the wife type girl. The house would become a mess and she wouldn’t have any care about it. She couldn’t cook, never did laundry, never cleaned the place. There would be times when the house would become unliveable. So, every once in a while I had to take in charge of cleaning the place. Some times I hire a cleaning service and some day, I would do it on my own. This is exactly why I didn’t want to get married in the first place. If I have to do everything, then why would I need a wife for?

Life is going somehow for us. After staying two months with Evelyn, I am now bored with her. I don’t want to be with her anymore and just want to give up. But giving up would mean losing to my father and I am not ready to lose to him. So, I am bearing her somehow for now and planning to return home very soon. I think it’s time for me to get everything under my control before getting a divorce with her so that my dad can’t force me into anything anymore. But little do I know that a lot more is on my way and I won’t get rid of Evelyn so soon.

It was another normal day for us and like every other day, I took her to a club where we drank and danced with our heart's desire. And when it got late, we finally thought of getting back home to sleep. As always, Evelyn was drunk and horny. She was teasing me all the way home, making my body warmer. She knew exactly how to attract me towards her. As her hand was caressing my d*ck, I wanted to grab her throat and push it into her mouth so badly. But I couldn’t do so because I was also drunk and driving.

But I got my chance when we finally reached to her place. She didn’t stop teasing me even when we were there. She just got out of the car and ran inside the house to make me chase after her. By now I am also hungry like a tiger and I will chance that gazelle and devour it to full. So, I went behind her and saw her go to the kitchen to get some water. But before she can get the water, I gripped her neck and turned her around me and took her lips in a hungry, passionate kiss.

I gripped her hair and tilted her head up to devore the moisture of her mouth, while my hands were taking off her top, almost ripping it in the process. She also pulled my shirt off through my head and started unbuckling my pants. She was carving to take my rod. So, picking her up on the counter, I raised her skirt and pushed my throbbing hot rod inside her in one go, making her gasp out in pain and pleasure.