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Go be that mysterious rich person who sleeps with that naive barista in a foreign country. Being so close to having her and letting her slip through my fingers hurt… a lot. She spoke with an advanced vocabulary but managed to communicate her ideas without coming off as pretentious. She giggled. The SUV lurched in motion toward my apartment, where my chopper was being prepped for the golf course. “Savage!” She said after swallowing the alcohol. “No. I couldn’t imagine a single malevolent impulse hidden away in such a classy woman’s mind. “We can continue this conversation later.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” I said, leaving her to finish her work. “You know.”

She peeled her eyes away from mine. You’re the wealthiest man in the world, Marcus.