Age difference... 10 years. A man who was 10 years older than you-well, that was nothing unusual. You, too, were one of those girls who jumped at the chance to be with a rich man; nothing else mattered to them.

Ethan.

A 35-year-old man. Tall, broad-shouldered, still young-looking. Still handsome, but cold and deep. Of course, he lived alone. He had no one-until you came into his life.

And three months had passed since then.

As usual, every day you spent money from his card.

You hung out with your friends.

And you had fun.

But what about Ethan?

He was busy with his company work. Of course, you both spent nights together in bed, but the days were apart.

One day, Ethan was home, sitting in the living room. His cup of tea had gone cold on the table. You were next to him, your head resting on his shoulder, his hands playing with your hair.

"Christmas is coming," Ethan said.

"Where would you like to go?"