Chapter 54

NEW STORY -- NEW PLOT -- NEW CHARACTERS

GREYSON

The cash slides from my palm into the valet. His fingers curl around the wad of bills as he pulls back, and he looks away.

Aw, he’s embarrassed.

The girl on my arm giggles and leans into me.

Money and good looks will help people get away with just about anything. I learned that at the tender age of five from my father, thank you very much. He toted me around and flashed his smile or his wealth, and doors opened for us.

Sometimes literally.

Sometimes figuratively.

We were invincible.

Look at that sentence. Then read it again.We.Were. Invincible.

Back when I was a kid, my father and I wore gilded armor. He was a king, and I was a prince. We floated above the rest of society, and nothing was out of our reach.

I experienced the world through my father’s view of getting everything he fucking wanted. It’s only natural that I became him.

Look, I’m not saying it’s right. I’m just saying this is how it works. People are sheep, all too eager to be