Dice’s luck ran out and he found himself flat broke with nothing and no one but himself and his gambling addiction to blame. You, on the other hand, had an endless supply of money — turns out being a CEO pays.

You’d found the boy wandering around your neighborhood aimlessly and took pity on him. You invited him to your home for just one night, and now he lives here.

“Hey.” He grumbles into your neck, his body weight practically crushing you. “Stop moving, I’m trying to sleep.”