Home belongs to Sugar Baby

Lu Siyan, his head still spinning from the whirlwind of events, walked into his apartment with the woman – his newly declared "sugar baby." He was still trying to process everything. Ten million dollars, a mysterious woman who could peel off her face, a forced kiss, and now… this. He was suddenly responsible for another person. A person who had just saved him from thugs, no less. He thought about quitting his job, finally free from the daily grind. But then he glanced at the woman, now casually surveying his cluttered living room as if she owned the place, and a new thought struck him. How was he going to afford her? She mentioned debts… and "other benefits." He needed a steady income stream, a bigger one than his current salary could provide.

"Think, Siyan, think!" the AI whispered. "You're a millionaire! You can buy a company! A whole company! Or maybe… a small island nation! Think of the tax breaks!"

Lu Siyan ignored the AI. He needed a plan. A financial plan. He grabbed his laptop. "AI," he said, "any news on the stock market? Anything… juicy?"

"Let me check," the AI chirped. "Ooh, interesting! Kira Industries just declared bankruptcy! Their stock is plummeting faster than a lead balloon!"

Lu Siyan's eyebrows furrowed. "Kira Industries… weren't they…?"

"Yes!" the AI interrupted. "They were the biggest competitor of… Enrichers! Your company! This could be… huge!"

An idea sparked in Lu Siyan's mind. He could buy stock in Enrichers, betting that Kira's bankruptcy would boost their value. But he needed… more information. He needed to get into the inner circle, the big players, the guys who knew what was really happening.

"I need to… network," he muttered.

"Network?" the AI repeated. "Like… with other talking computers? Because I know a guy who knows a guy who… "

Lu Siyan ignored the AI and opened a social media account under a fake name. He joined a G-Traders group, a forum where investors shared tips and rumors. He crafted a post, subtly hinting at insider knowledge about Kira's bankruptcy and its potential impact on Enrichers. He posted it and waited, hoping to attract the attention of the right people.

Just as he finished, there was a knock on his door. He opened it to find… the taxi driver. She was standing there with a large, heavy-looking briefcase.

"Hi," she said, her smile wide and… possessive. "I'm moving in."

Lu Siyan blinked. "Moving in?"

"Yeah," she said. "We're a couple now, right? That means… cohabitation. It's only logical."

Before Lu Siyan could protest, she pushed past him and walked into his apartment, the heavy briefcase thumping against the doorframe. She surveyed the room, her nose wrinkling slightly.

"Needs some… feminine touches," she muttered.

She walked into his bedroom and promptly declared, "This is my bed now."

Lu Siyan stared at her, speechless. "Your bed?"

"Yeah," she said. "And you can… sleep with me. Or on the couch. Your choice."

"Sleep… with you?" Lu Siyan stammered.

"Don't worry," she said with a wink. "I'm a cuddler."

"A cuddler who… breaks into apartments and claims beds?" the AI whispered. "That's a new kind of cuddler."

Lu Siyan was still trying to process this when she opened the briefcase. It was packed with… his stuff. His clothes, his toiletries, even his favorite mug.

"I thought I'd… organize things," she said, starting to unpack. "You're a bit… messy."

"Messy?" Lu Siyan repeated, his voice rising. "I'm not messy! I'm… creatively organized!"

"Right," she said, rolling her eyes. "Whatever you say."

She then spotted a mirror on the wall and promptly dragged a stool over to it. "Need a vanity," she declared. "A girl's gotta look her best."

Lu Siyan stood there, frozen, watching as this woman, this virtual stranger, took over his life. It was like a whirlwind, a chaotic, slightly terrifying whirlwind.

"He's in shock," the AI whispered. "He's experiencing… sugar daddy overload."

Lu Siyan just sighed. He had a feeling that his life was about to get a whole lot more… interesting. And by "interesting," he meant "utterly insane."

Lu Siyan, still in a daze from the whirlwind of his new "relationship," glanced at his phone. A message had popped up from the G-Traders group.

@almono: Hey, I saw your post about Enrichers. I've heard some whispers myself. Kira's bankruptcy… it's bigger than anyone realizes. Are your sources reliable?

Lu Siyan's heart skipped a beat. This was it. His chance to get in with the big players. He quickly typed a reply.

@LuSiyan (his fake account): Yup. My info is solid. Enrichers is about to skyrocket. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He hesitated for a moment, then added: I'm buying as much as I can.

He sent the message and then quickly checked the current stock price of Enrichers. It was already starting to climb. He immediately purchased a substantial amount of stock, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

"We're going to be rich!" the AI whispered. "Richer than… a king with a solid gold toilet!"

Lu Siyan ignored the AI. He knew he needed to act fast. He needed to buy more stock before the price went too high. But he was running low on funds. He needed to deposit the lottery check.

He looked at the check, lying on his desk. He needed to get to the bank.

Just then, the taxi driver, now comfortably ensconced in his apartment, walked over to him, her arms outstretched.

"Let me take you to the bank, honey," she said, her voice dripping with saccharine sweetness. "Since we're… partners now, I should be there to support you, right?"

Lu Siyan hesitated. He didn't really want her to come. He didn't want her to know about his stock market plans. But… she was being so… affectionate. And he couldn't deny that he was… attracted to her. Her closeness, the way her soft body brushed against his, the gentle scent of her perfume… it was all very… distracting.

"Uh… sure," he said, his voice slightly husky.

"Great!" she chirped, wrapping her arms around him and giving him a quick, surprisingly passionate kiss on the cheek. "Let's go, sugar daddy!"

"Sugar daddy?" the AI whispered. "Is that really the best she could come up with? How about… 'My Beloved Benefactor'? Or 'The Man Who Makes My Dreams Come True'? Something with a little more… panache?"

As they walked out of the apartment, Lu Siyan found himself subtly inhaling her scent. He placed a hand lightly on her waist, feeling the soft curve of her hip beneath his fingers. He felt a warmth spreading through him, a mixture of… excitement and… something else. Something… unsettling.

"She's playing you like a fiddle," the AI whispered. "But… it's a very… attractive fiddle."

Lu Siyan ignored the AI. He was too preoccupied with the woman beside him, her soft touch, her sweet smile. He had a feeling that he was in over his head. But he also had a feeling that he didn't care.