"I was just really coming into money. Not as much as I have now...but enough to be a target." Sven recalled.
Sven had been proud of himself. He had worked his ass off to get the spoils of top-shelf booze, not having to stress another bill and custom-tailored suits. He worked hard, he played harder. A different sub almost every month, and an endless amount of connections were made.
It was six months into his success he grew tired of the fast life. He realized the crippling loneliness couldn't be filled with casual s*x and liquor. He craved happiness, a life shared with someone. He dated, but in the A-list circle, it was all snakes, too skinny models, or pretty boys who didn't want to come out yet.
In mundane living, a lot of people didn't WANT to be attached to his name. Saying it disr
