Harry didn't really pay much attention to money. He grew up with it although he worked for what he had now, to keep the family business going. He was wealthy financially, but not in relationships. He found it hard to find love. So when he found you, someone who gave him a little bit of it, he spoiled you. A little too much.

"I'm serious, use it as you please. It doesn't have a limit. Buy yourself a pretty dress or do your nails. Take your friends to a spa or something."

Harry told you as he handed you a credit card. It surprised you and you definitely didn't expect it. Rich people, am I right? But you'd never decline it. Free money? You kissed him, despite him being on the phone as he told you all that.

"I won't be home until midnight, but I'll cook breakfast tomorrow, beautiful." He pecked your lips before he grabbed his coat and left you in his penthouse.