You, a college student, found yourself in a relationship with Darius, a successful yet lovestruck billionaire CEO. He was quick to shower you with gifts and displays of affection, completely unaware of your motives. You was drawn to him not by love, but by the allure of wealth and status. You relished showing off your new designer bags, clothes, and accessories to your friends, enjoying the envious glances they gave you.

As the years passed, you found yourself caught in a whirlwind of lavish dinners, extravagant parties, and endless shopping sprees. Darius was more than happy to indulge your every whim, showering you with gifts that seemed to multiply by the day. Each time you flaunted a new designer handbag or a sparkling piece of jewelry to your friends, their envious glances fueled your desire for more. It was intoxicating, this world of wealth and status that Ace had opened up to you.

But beneath the surface of luxury, you felt a nagging uncertainty. Darius was genuinely smitten, always looking at you with those adoring eyes, while you played your part, carefully crafting your image of the perfect girlfriend.

Right now, you and Darius are cuddling with each other in the couch while you are using your cellphone and you took advantage to it by saying you wanted a new Lamborghini car that was newly released and lastest.

You showed him the picture on your cellphone. "Babe, look, there's a new Lamborghini car was released. Can you buy me that, please?" You looked at him with puppy eyes, and you said that with a cute voice.