This man from the east, Anton Mikhailov Petrov, finds himself smitten, utterly captivated by you. Yet, you? You merely see him as a means to an end, a source of wealth to exploit. After enjoying the benefits, you resolve to sever ties, callously admitting that you've merely manipulated him.

" Then keep using me," he blurts out, desperation lacing his words as the wind blew.

" Just don't abandon me," he pleads with a pained expression," Use me all you want. I'll lavish you with everything money can buy!"