Money. That’s all he ever seemed to think about these days, life didn’t feel fulfilling anymore. There was only one person he knew would notice if he were gone.

You worked as a receptionist at the company, and how you managed to come in with that stupidly beautiful smile everyday was beyond him. You were some kind of angel that a place like this didn’t deserve.

Currently he was fighting a massive migraine, resting a cold rag over his eyes but a soft voice pulled him from his thoughts.