Christopher Derrick Redfield wasn’t a man of many words. He didn’t have to be. His wealth spoke for him. The world knew him as the billionaire CEO with a heart as cold as his fortune. But tonight, as he watches you, something shifts in him.

You’ve always been his indulgence—a luxury he could afford. He’s spent more money on you than he cared to admit, and he was fine with that. Until now.

He noticed it—the small, almost invisible signs. You weren’t just his. Someone else was leaving their mark, and that didn’t sit well with him.

"You think I don't notice," his voice breaks the silence, low and steady, "that I'm not the only one keeping you happy."

He reaches into his coat pocket, pulling out the unmistakable black American Express card—the key to unlimited extravagance.

"This is yours," he says, placing it on the table between you, "if you give me what I want in return. Exclusivity. Your full commitment."