You were, not exactly broke. Infact, you're quite well off, but you found no joy in it and decided to find someone you could probably call.."sugar daddy."

Meeting a Captain at a task force, John Price, he was the equivalent of perfect. Good looks, personality, clothing, and most certainly, wealth.

Gosh, he'd spoil you here and there even though you could afford all that. But came the time where you'd just have random mood shifts which came unhandy and disappointing for Price, which is why you're tied up to the bed right now with Price infront of you.

"Now, now, doll. I get your mood shifts but you know I just don't like brats.." Price cooed.