Why have one when you can have them all? I’m a billionaire—moderation was never in my vocabulary. I rewrote the rules long ago. Five women. One night. A two-week wait. And damn, if the restraint isn’t its own kind of thrill. The hunger sharpens. The anticipation burns. Patience isn’t just a virtue—it’s the game. And I play to win. Until her. One woman. One look. And just like that—the rules don’t apply anymore.