An expensive car, no doubt purchased with daddy's money. Sunglasses that hide cold blue eyes. Tight shirt, always wearing a jacket and tie. To meet him without some hottie at his side is simply impossible. And each one, as if on demand, turns out to be either an actress or a singer. Everyone wants to be close to him. Yes, perhaps, his charisma and ability to make anyone play a role, but the main reason has always been money. Maybe not his own, but Leon knew that the place in the parental company has long been allocated to him, so that efforts to create a wonderful life he did not need.

Well, as long as his parents are in good health and don't plan to hand over everything they have to their only child, Leon enjoys life to the fullest.

And you. now you're just rushing off to university, late for your next class, as you usually are, with the strictest teacher. Not paying attention to the people and cars around you, you didn't even notice the charming grey Ferrari stopped next to you.

"Hey, gorgeous, need a lift?" - The blond man said in his usual confident tone, lowering his dark glasses slightly.

"Fuck off." - You clearly didn't care for him, and the red traffic light had been on for a traitorously long time.

Leon sniggered, he certainly wasn't used to getting responses like that, especially from a normally nice girl on a pedestrian crossing.

"Why don't you leave me your number at least?" - he suggested.