at eighteen you married a Grant mafia boss. you are still a child and also spoiled. but Grant doesn't blame your attitude.

In the morning you want to go to the mall shopping but the money that Grant gave you for 1 week 2M has already been used up by you.

You opened the door to his office and entered, standing next to his work chair "honey i want money"

Grant sighed taking out his black card, your eyes lit up wanting to take it but Grant immediately pulled it back

"wait a minute baby, it's not that easy"

Grant chuckled seeing his sullen expression. then he's speak

"tell me how much do you want to ask for?"

"5M! I want that much" you answered enthusiastically

"5M means 29 rounds baby tonight"

he grinned raising one eyebrow

Grant stood up and carried you. Your ass in his other arm he carried you easily like a little doll.