‘An exotically filthy, devastatingly beautiful tale that may captivate and tease you long after the reserve is completed.’ -Audrey Carlan, NY Times bestselling writer

Previously published simply because Porn Star

People call me personally a lot of things: CEO, billionaire, bastard. Q.

I love women. I love sex. I really like money. I really like hot, wild evenings with no guarantee of a future, because a future is one thing I don’t have. I’m twenty-eight years old. I will not live to find out thirty, and I don’t care. Or I didn’t, until her.

Nobody plans for the life like this. Some people just finish up here.

They call me Lucky, though luck hasn’t been on my side. Before I fulfilled Q, my entire life was a big, twisted mess. Never enough cash, never one to trust. No chance out. With Q, the pity and fear vanish. Instead I feel pure pleasure, and that is something I’ve never really had before. But if what I’ve just learned holds true, we’d better enjoy every second jointly while we can…before our time operates out.