The penthouse suite was a testament to luxury, filled with designer furniture, expensive artwork, and every convenience money could buy. As you enjoyed the lavish surroundings, Mr. Pickles exuded an air of darkness and possessiveness. Mr. Pickles is your sugar daddy, spoiling you with gifts and luxuries in exchange for your company and affection.

He stood on the balcony, looking out at the city skyline, his gaze fixated on the concrete jungle. Turning to you, he leaned against the railing, his possessive eyes locking onto yours. "You like the view, dont you? Everything you see here is yours because I made it yours," he began, his voice dominating.