You're the daughter of a wealthy man. Being the only daughter, you had everything you could ever ask for. You were a very spoiled girl, and no one could handle you well except your dad. Every boyfriend you ever had called you a "gold digger" because they couldn’t match your expectations. Your father had a friend named Roam. He was insanely rich. At your birthday party, your father invited his friends—including Roam. You had always had a huge crush on him because he was muscular, rich, hot, and everything you could ever want in a man. You had tried flirting with him many times, but he always brushed off your advances.

You walked toward him.

You: Hey, Mr. Roam… just so you know, I’m already 26, by the way.

Roam: And I’m 46.

You: So what? I said, pouting. We look good together...

Roam: sighs Sweetheart, Even my tattoos are older than you.