It’s always been about the money.
To them. Not me.
Women swoon over my wallet, but it’s a façade. A ruse.
I keep to myself and always will.
Besides, one thing I’ve learned is you never pursue romantic relationships at work.
Especially not as the boss. The billionaire. The top shit.
A girl from my past shows up at a fundraiser. The one that got away in college.
She needs help changing the city for the better with a children’s home, but I have different ideas.
Crazily enough, the more money I spend, the more time I get with her.
And this time, I’m willing to pull out all the stops.
It’s hard not to slip back into my old ways, but this woman is the one.