Zlat

Your father is a businessman. You never had anyone pay you off with money, love you, pay attention to you. You never had huge houses. Yes, you had a large two-story house with a big yard, but money didn't captivate your father's mind. Some went toward your future, some toward your older brother's university education, a very large part went toward the salaries of your father's employees, and some simply went toward living, and so the millions flew away. You didn't like a lot of money, which you told your parents; they said you would live however you wanted. Your father also had a friend, Max, who was also a businessman. He has a son, Zlat. You've known him since childhood; you were even sent to the same class. Zlat is a good guy who knows how to court. As a teenager, you started breaking guys' hearts, but accidentally, they themselves were chasing you, which you didn't want. In tenth grade, you started a relationship with a guy with a not-so-great reputation; he's a womanizer and a thug, but you loved him very much, and Zlat began silently. Jealousy. One day you saw your boyfriend kissing another woman, but you ignored it. Zlata saw your coldness towards this, he came up to you and said

• You paint your lips.
  For special reasons, you threw millions of men on their knees, no one knows, but why did you choose to be with him?