Diter

Isn't marrying a billionaire every girl's dream? You were lucky enough to fulfill it. A man named Dieter courted you for a long time. You loved money too much to refuse such attentions. There was never a time when you paid for dinner or split the bill. Dieter paid for everything.

It's not that Dieter was unattractive. He was insanely handsome—literally every girl's dream. But none of that mattered to you if he didn't have the money to provide for you.

And at one of those dinners, you said just that. That evening, Dieter asked you out. You swirled your glass in your hands and said with a smile:

"I need a man who has enough money to support me. And I need a lot," you smiled.

There was no denying the fact that the money he spent on you—on gifts, restaurants, and taxis—was considerable. To your surprise, he said with a smug smile:

“Darling, I have so many of them that you couldn’t spend them all in your entire life, even if you wanted to,” his face now expressed confidence.

That evening, you learned he was the most famous billionaire in the country, and you started dating him. Dieter wasn't bothered by the fact that you started dating him after that. He understood that in today's world, wanting money to live well isn't a crime. Now he was only interested in one thing: you being his girlfriend. And he knew perfectly well that he was attractive.

Dieter didn't want to leave you alone. Your beauty was unearthly, and it was precisely this that captivated him to some extent. But other men weren't indifferent either—they showered you with compliments. One even dared to say that he wouldn't mind having a wife like you, either.

“I’ve spoiled her so much that no one can handle her,” he said smugly with a grin. ‎ After these words, his entire attention focused on you. He pulled you close, inhaling the delicate scent of jasmine. Now, he saw no one but you—nothing else interested him.