My Accidental Sugar Daddy: A Forbidden Romance

By Cassandra Dee

Laurelin: I work with the homeless, so I dress modestly. Okay, it’s not just modest – I look like a ragamuffin with my patched jeans and torn t-shirts, not to mention the soiled backpack at my feet. But imagine my surprise when a rich, handsome man mistakes me for a homeless girl and offers to let me stay with him … for a price, that is.

Tate: I’m not a charitable man, but when I saw the blonde scrounging for food, my instincts kicked into high gear. No one that beautiful should be out on the street, and I offered Laurie a place to stay. What she didn’t realize is that her particular safe space is in my bed … and that she’ll be paying rent with those luscious curves as her belly grows big with my baby!

Hey Readers – We’re back with a follow-up to Fake Daddy To Be, but this time the story’s about Laurelin, Channing Saint’s know-it-all little sister. Yes, Laurelin has her heart in the right place, but the problem is that Tate’s interested in more than her heart – he’s interested in that sassy body too. Get ready for a wild ride because the CEO always gets what he wants and this time, he’s willing to pay *any* price. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a HEA for my readers. You’ll love the story, I promise! Xoxo, Cassie

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cassandra Dee Romance
• Release date: Jun 6, 2021

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My Accidental Sugar Daddy

My Accidental Sugar Daddy

Cassandra Dee

Copyright © 2021 by Cassandra Dee

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To all the girls who’ve fallen for their dirty sugar daddy when they weren’t supposed to.

This one’s for you!

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My Mom’s Husband

My Sister’s Husband

My Son’s Girlfriend

My Best Friend’s Dad

My Neighbor’s Husband

My Best Friend’s Husband

My Brother’s Teammates

My Fiancé’s Twin Brothers

The Neighbor Next Door

My Dad’s College Friends

My Bully’s Dad

My Sister’s Boyfriend

The Billionaire’s Pet

The Soldier Next Door

My Boss’s Father

The Frat Boys Next Door

My Dad’s Business Partner

My Boss’s Husband

My Bestie’s Dad

Pregnant By 2 Men

My Filthy Father In Law

Daddy In Waiting

My Stepmom’s Boyfriend

Unexpected Daddy

Fake Daddy To Be

The Baddest Bad Boy

The Sweetest Revenge

Hot Single Daddy

My Accidental Sugar Daddy

Pregnant By My Stepbrother

My Boyfriend’s Brother

My Mom’s Ex-Husband

Daddy’s Prize

My Boyfriend’s Dad

Big Bad Boss Daddy

The Falling Series

Falling for My Dad’s Best Friend

Falling for My Boyfriend’s Dad

Falling for My Son’s Best Friend

Falling for My Beautiful Ward

Falling for My Enemy

The Double Series

Double Dare

Double Exposure

Double Love

Double Desire

Double Trouble

Double Candy Canes

The Dirty Series

The Dirty Hotel King

My Friend’s Dirty Uncle

My Dirty Professor

The Dirty Headmaster

Sold to Him

His Filthy Game

The Dirty Set-Up

The Billionaires Club

Sold at the Auction

Serving Him

Buy Me

Virgin for Sale

Anonymous Encounters

The #BABYCRAZY Series

#BABYMACHINE

#BABYMAKER

#BABYFEVER

#BABYCRAZY

In Love with Menage

All the Best Men

Their Secret

It’s a Deal

Just One Night

Just One Night, Vol 1

Just One Night, Vol 2

Just One Night, Vol 3

Just One Night, Vol 4

The Manning Brothers

Just One More

Just One Inch

Just Two Much

Just The Tip

The Dial-A-Date Series

The President My Lover

Client No. 6

Bad Cop

Reverse Harem

Seven Brothers of Sin

Six Ways to Sin

Three Rockstars of Sin

Shared

Shared, Vol. 1

Shared, Vol. 2

Shared, Vol. 3

Shared, Vol. 4

The Claiming Her Series

Claiming Her In The Ring

Claiming Her In The Pool

Claiming Her At The Bar

Claiming Her As A Daddy

Claiming Her In the Forest

The Boss Series

My Boyfriend’s Boss

Pregnant by My Boss

Pregnant by the CEO

Pregnant by the Billionaire

The His Series

His Captive

His Woman

His Love

His Christmas Gift

Daddy Academy

Daddy Academy

Daddy Academy 2

Daddy Academy 3

Standalones

Don’t Fall For Me

Tie Me Up Daddy

Paying My Boyfriend’s Debt

Beg Me

Prison Fling

Cocky AF

Iron Soldier

Buck Me Cowboy

Small Town Secrets

The President and the Starlet

His Baby

Buying a Bride

The Billionaire’s Kitten

Closer

Loving the Babysitter

Daddy’s Rich Enemy

Daddy’s Pretty Baby

Contents

About This Book

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Epilogue

Sneak Peek: Hot Single Daddy

Sneak Peek: Buck Me Cowboy

About the Author

About This Book

Laurelin:  I work with the homeless, so I dress modestly.  Okay, it’s not just modest – I look like a ragamuffin with my patched jeans and torn t-shirts, not to mention the soiled backpack at my feet.  But imagine my surprise when a rich, handsome man mistakes me for a homeless girl and offers to let me stay with him … for a price, that is.

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Tate:  I’m not a charitable man, but when I saw the blonde scrounging for food, my instincts kicked into high gear.  No one that beautiful should be out on the street, and I offered Laurie a place to stay.  What she didn’t realize is that her particular safe space is in my bed … and that she’ll be paying rent with those luscious curves as her belly grows big with my baby!

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Hey Readers – We’re back with a follow-up to Fake Daddy To Be, but this time the story’s about Laurelin, Channing Saint’s know-it-all little sister.  Yes, Laurelin has her heart in the right place, but the problem is that Tate’s interested in more than her heart – he’s interested in that sassy body too.  Get ready for a wild ride because the CEO always gets what he wants and this time, he’s willing to pay *any* price.  No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a HEA for my readers.  You’ll love the story, I promise!  Xoxo, Cassie

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Laurelin

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L aurelin? Laurelin, your damn cat is eating my ficus again!

I raise my head at the sound of my name. But as Rachel’s words penetrate the fog of my brain, I stuff my face back into my pillow. The ficus will be fine. If I don’t get another half-hour of sleep, I won’t be fine at all.

I love my roommie, I really do. I even, begrudgingly, love her ficus, and the myriad of other plants housed in our shabby walk-up apartment. After all, Rach and I have been friends since college, which feels like ancient history but actually was only about seven or eight years ago. We’ve had a handful of other roommates since, but Rach and I found ourselves living together again when her ex dumped her last year.

But the second I start to drift back to sleep, the radiator turns on. Blissful silence is replaced by a horrible cacophony of clanking and clunking above my head. Why does that even happen? I thought radiators sent steam through metal pipes, so what’s causing the awful banging sound? I groan, trying to wedge flimsy foam plugs even deeper into my ears. Maybe Rachel and I should have tried a little harder to find a better place. After all, it’s not like this was the best I can afford…

But then I shake my head to banish the thought. The last thing I want to do is rely on my family’s fortune. Even though my current apartment sucks, it’s a hell of a lot comfier and cozier than a spartan, personality-less penthouse somewhere downtown. That’s just not my scene.

I take a deep breath and try to cultivate some gratitude for my crappy—I mean, homey—apartment. So many people have so much less, I remind myself. So many people would think this was a dream.

And then I remember the sandwiches.

Dammit, I groan into my satin pillowcase. Shit!

Laurie! Rachel pounds on my door frame. Ficuses are poisonous to cats! You better get out here quick before something horrible happens!

I’m getting up, I groan. I’ll be there in a sec, I promise.

My body and mind both protest the movement, but I manage to roll out of bed and into a barely bipedal stance. I grab a scrunchie from my night stand and plop my long blonde hair into a bun on top of my head. Then, I throw my fluffy white robe on, covering the raggedy t-shirt and shorts that I call pajamas, and fling open my bedroom door.

Sure enough, Toodles is perched on top of the kitchen table, gnawing happily away on the ficus at issue. Rachel is pouring herself a cup of tea and casts me a beseeching look.

I kept shooing him away but he keeps going back, she complains.

I’m sorry, I mumble around a yawn. I am nowhere near a morning person, and shuffling towards the kitchen table, I put my arms out. Toodles jumps happily into them and immediately begins purring as I cradle him to my chest, kissing him on the sides of his little grey face. I’ve had Toodles for about three years now, and am perfectly content as a crazy cat lady. Rachel is definitely more of a dog person.

Do you want some tea? my roomie asks, shaking her head. Or maybe Toodles wants some tea?

I smile at her gratefully. We can never stay annoyed at each other for long. Our friendship wouldn’t have lasted this long if that weren’t the case.

Maybe just a half a cup, and yes, Toodles appreciates your kind offer but he says no to tea, I say. Besides, I have to get to the park soon because Marla will be waiting, and you know how she gets uppity if you’re more than a few minutes late.

How is Marla these days? Rachel asks, getting out my favorite floral mug from the cupboard.

She was doing well last time, at least, I say, scratching the top of Toodles’ head as he purrs like a motor. I think she’s staying at that bigger shelter on the east side of Manhattan now. She looked good.

I’m glad, Rachel says, handing me the mug. "I worry about her sometimes. Okay, more than sometimes. A

Reviews for My Accidental Sugar Daddy

[Deb Pden · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

The book was ok..but "Daddy" is getting to be a little..annoying. "Can size circumferences and long dongs" and of course "D's or DD's" is not the norm. The stories are good and they'd still be good with a nice size penis and a reg "B or C " cup. Every single book is like this, why not just write in " ditto " for the description of their bodies ?