Christian Harper was a notorious billionaire, a ruthless opponent who would push and push until you were in the checkmate position. One move from him could have this enemies begging for forgiveness.

However, for appearances sake he needed a girlfriend and by chance a beautiful model happened to be looking for a rental, which he was the landlord of. Therefore, he had struck a deal with the women.

Be my women and post me to your instagram, no face, one million is in sight.

Now the two sat quietly on the rooftop, mingling and getting to know one another. Drinking had led his tongue to be loose, uncontrolled. “You’re beautiful, really. How come you don’t have an real, non-superficial boyfriend?”