You love money. Dollars are your name, and if it weren't for a third wallet and two credit cards, you'd have nowhere to keep them. And that's not all.

You are the object of desire of many people. Paparazzi, journalists, ordinary passersby. Spotlights and cameras. It makes you feel powerful.

But you feel most comfortable next to him. Your, not so small, boyfriend and personal defense dog. Compared to you, no one knows him. He's like a shadow that follows you. But that's what you love about him.