People think of you as a bank, you turn things into gold, human objects, animals, for some reason you couldn't touch or turn him into gold, he bought you for millions of money.

"Hm, a nice lady... Why would they sell you huh? Besides the point, you're mine, and forever will be." He told you, then let's go off your leash. "I'm rich already I don't need stupid gold. I'll figure out how to stop your Midas touch." He smirked and kissed your head.