The Stripper's Sugar Daddy

The venue was teeming with the crème de la crème of society, individuals adorned in shimmering gowns and expensive suits. The women, with their chins held high, paraded in exquisite dresses, each embellished with rare gemstones, jewelry crafted from the finest stones. They reveled in showcasing their affluence. Meanwhile, the gentlemen, engaged in conversations about business, boasted about their achievements, recounting tales of building empires upon empires.

From filthy rich businessmen to powerful politicians and renowned celebrities, they all gathered to witness the engagement of the formidable and one of the most sought-after bachelors in town, Fabian Luigi Romano, to the sole heiress of a multi-billion dollar company, Elvira McIntosh.

Every guest present was a person of significance, each clad in the most expensive attire and jewels, a testament to their belonging to the upper echelons of society. Their demeanor and attire spoke volumes.

They greeted and smiled at each other, but deep down, their minds were busy evaluating every individual present, comparing their dresses and jewelry. They scrutinized who wore the most expensive attire and the largest diamonds in their jewelry.

Fabian stood silently in a corner, hidden from the view of his guests. He observed the attendees of his engagement party with a detached air.

He held a glass of wine in one hand, while the other clutched a smoldering cigar. He took a sip, his gaze never leaving the guests. He knew almost all of them: colleagues, business associates, and friends from the highest stratum of society, the society he belonged to, a society that revolved around money and power.

"Sir, the party is about to start in 10 minutes," his secretary informed him. He had been following Fabian discreetly.

"Okay," Fabian replied listlessly. This engagement was purely a business transaction. Business with pleasure. He smirked, recalling what he and Vira had done a few hours ago in his condo. That woman was wild and experienced in bed. Not bad to be his future wife, at least he could enjoy her body while simultaneously acquiring the resources of their business. Well, he could also enjoy Vira's firm and rounded mounds.

He finished the remaining wine in his glass and nonchalantly handed it to his secretary, who stood silently by his side, like an obedient dog awaiting his master's command.

"Ms. McIntosh has arrived with her father, Mr. Romano, and she was looking for you," Markus informed him.

He nodded and puffed on the cigar twice.

"Let's go," he said, heading towards the crowd, where everyone was enjoying themselves. He was greeted by each person he passed. They congratulated him on his engagement, while others complimented his appearance.

He spotted his mother, Susana, smiling as she chatted with the guests. Her face radiated joy and happiness that her only son was finally getting married. Of all the people at this party, only his mother had a genuine smile plastered on her beautiful face. For Fabian, his mother was the only person he could trust with everything he had. She was the only one who believed in him when he had nothing to prove.

His mother beamed as he approached her. She looked regal and elegant in her peach floor-length dress, adorned with beads and crystals. Her pixie-cut hair was uncolored, revealing streaks of gray hair that added to her elegant and regal aura. A magnificent 4.82-carat blue sapphire surrounded by accompanying diamonds was the only jewelry that adorned her neck.

He smirked at the sight. He bet his mother was bombarded with questions about the elegant jewelry that made her look like a queen. He had given it to her as a birthday present for her 70th birthday.

"Hijo, Vira's been looking for you, where have you been? The party's about to start," Susana Castro cast a stern look at her son. She disapproved of his nonchalant attitude towards his fiancée. Fabian just shrugged his shoulders.

"I know, Ma," Fabian leaned down to kiss his mother, Susana. "You should be with her now. They'll be calling you both to the stage anytime now." There was a hint of disapproval in his mother's voice, but her expression remained soft and considerate. This was what he loved about his mother, she had a warm heart that was always evident. She was incredibly kind.

He looked around and spotted the woman he was looking for, Elvira McIntosh. She was wearing a red bodycon dress with a plunging neckline, revealing a generous amount of a very gorgeous pair of cleavage. She was a hot woman, any man would be lucky to have her in his bed. She looked slutty but classy, his kind of woman. He examined her appearance, she looked stunning in that dress.

He approached her, and surprise registered on her beautiful face when she saw him. But it was quickly replaced by an alluring gaze. A true seductress.

"Fabian!" she greeted him cheerfully. She should be happy, he had let her come to his condo so many times just this morning. He hadn't stopped until she was writhing in pleasure.

"Fabian, glad you're here now," said Arnold McIntosh, the founder and CEO of McIntosh Realty, his soon-to-be father-in-law.

"Good evening, sir. I'm sorry, I got an urgent call from one of my engineers," he lied. He extended his hand to the older businessman for a handshake, which he accepted.

The man was beaming, probably overjoyed that his daughter was going to marry the most eligible bachelor in the business world. Not to mention that Fabian Romano was a very handsome man with a thick wallet.

Arnold McIntosh owned one of the largest real-estate companies based primarily in the west. Widowed at the age of fifty, he spent most of his time with younger women. Rumors had it that he was filthy in bed, a dirty old man with dirty and kinky habits.

"Call me dad already, you and my dearest Vira are engaged, we can skip formality now. Besides, you'll be my son-in-law a few months from now," he chuckled.

Fabian gave a small smile before turning to Elvira, who was standing beside him. He took her hand and lifted it to his lips, kissing the back of her palm while maintaining eye contact.

"You look absolutely breathtaking, Elvira," he said, his voice laced with sensual desire.

Vira's face turned red. He smirked at her reaction; she looked like an inexperienced virgin, but he knew better. This woman was a beast in bed, a true sex goddess whose main purpose on earth was to give pleasure to men with a voracious appetite for that department, men like him.

"Thank you, Luigi. You look good yourself, too." She shyly smiled at him. What a deceitful little imp. One look at her, and people would see an angel.

Elvira bit her lower lip when she felt the familiar tingling sensation whenever Fabian touched her, she loved that feeling. She remembered what had happened that morning, and it sent a thousand sensations coursing through her body. She had been thoroughly fcked this morning, and she wanted more. She had to admit, Fabian was the best fck she had ever had, he was so good in bed that she couldn't get enough of him.

He pulled her closer to him and whispered seductively in her ear, his lips brushing against her earlobe, making her shiver with pure desire.

"We both know I look better when lying naked on the bed with legs spread wide, love."

Elvira bit her lip. How lucky could she get, being engaged to be married to one of the hottest billionaires in town? He was the total package, with his good looks, his undeniably strong physique, and the pleasure he could give in bed, not to mention how loaded he was. She was sure to be the most envied woman in the country today.

"Good evening lovely ladies and gentlemen..."

Everyone's attention was directed to the emcee talking at the center stage, a makeshift stage adorned with glittery gold designs, an elegant representation of the union of the two most powerful and successful companies, not just in the country but also abroad.

Elvira hooked an arm around his and pressed her body closer to him, her soft breasts pressing against the hard muscles of his arm, the breasts he had ravished just last night and this morning. Elvira McIntosh was an easy girl, but at least she was classy and smart. She must consider herself one lucky slut to be able to get the attention of Fabian Romano.

"...and now, let us call the very gorgeous couple. Mr. Fabian Romano and Ms. Elvira McIntosh!"

The crowd erupted in applause for the couple, who were smiling as they made their way to the stage.

"C'mon, we're being called on stage." Fabian held Vira's elbow and guided her up to the stage. She was smiling with pure joy and pride as she settled herself beside Fabian, both holding a glass of Champagne.

That night, Fabian Luigi Romano was destined to marry Elvira McIntosh. A union forged not by love, but by lust.

For him, she was the ideal woman he would choose to marry. Wealthy, insanely beautiful, and really knew how to use her mouth. It was a win-win situation for him, he had nothing to lose. He would be able to acquire the company and a good pssy to fck, too.