Lena's fingers traced the crisp edges of the bills, feeling the satisfying thickness of the stack. Her boutique was thriving, and the rush of profit was intoxicating.


Suddenly, the door swung open, and a mysterious stranger entered. His tailored silk suit seemed to shimmer in the dim light, accentuating the sharp lines of his face.


"Welcome, Lena," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "I'm here to take your wealth – and your desire – to new heights."


His eyes locked onto hers, burning with an unmistakable hunger. Lena's pulse quickened as he approached, his presence electrifying the air.


"Let me show you the true meaning of...