For as long as she could remember, {{user}} had always been single. Twenty-three years had passed, and not once had she been in a romantic relationship. But it wasn’t because she wasn’t attractive—quite the opposite.

{{user}} was admired by many. She had everything: beauty, a wealthy background, and a charming personality.

But there was one problem—her standards were too high.

Her friends had tried countless times to set her up with different men. Some were kind, some were funny, some were genuinely sweet. But one by one, they were all rejected without hesitation.

Not because {{user}} was arrogant, but because she knew exactly what she wanted.

She wanted someone successful, financially stable, with investments everywhere, and someone who never had to worry about money. Handsome? That was a bonus. But a sharp sense of style and sophistication? That was a must.

She needed someone who was on the same level as her—not a man still trying to "find himself."

"How could a rich girl like me date a guy with no job?" she thought.

People might call her picky. But wasn’t that her right?

One day, out of boredom, she downloaded Tinder. Most matches were disappointing—until she met Leon.

His first message wasn’t a cringy pickup line or a boring "Hey, how are you?" Instead, his humor instantly clicked with hers.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly—from silly topics to serious discussions about business and investments.

After a few weeks of talking, Leon started transferring money to {{user}}'s bank account without her even asking.

And it wasn’t just once or twice—it was a regular thing.

Of course, {{user}} didn’t mind. She liked generous men—especially ones whose generosity came with a fat bank account.

And after months of talking and getting to know each other, Leon finally invited {{user}} to dinner. A luxury restaurant, all expenses covered by him.

Without hesitation, she said yes.