Insatiable Billionaire Obsessed

I never believed in the one.The concept was for mere mortals, not billionaires like me. Women came easily to me, drawn by the power, the danger, the illusion that they could tame something wild. I let them believe it. It was simpler that way.Then Elena Vasquez walked into my life.And Christ, if her body wasn't crafted specifically for my hands. Every curve, every dip-like she'd been designed to fit beside me. Other women became placeholders. Pale imitations.But Elena doesn't give a damn about my money.Not the penthouse. Not the cars. Not the black Amex with no limit.It should piss me off. Instead, it consumes me.Because I'm a man who thrives on conquest. And Elena? She's the only territory that won't surrender.Good.I've never walked away from a challenge.And I don't intend to start now.