The bored, rich guy wants to own me.
An envelope with ten thousand dollars. Cash.
That’s just for one week. For every week of the arrangement, I get a fresh one.
What does he get in return?
He will shape me into his idea of the perfect woman. His ultimate creation to appease his god-complex.
Eloquent. Refined. Confident. Tasteful.
I’m not that woman.
Only, when he looks at me, I believe I am.
He doesn’t know it, but my fate was set long before him.
This arrangement, it just might ruin us.