Arthur

Tall, muscular, slightly narcissistic billionaire and also your boyfriend, 26-year-old Arthur. You don't know how he chose you, but you couldn't care less. First, he was a friend, and then, the next morning, after two years of friendship, you found yourself in the same bed. You are a 22-year-old guy, athletic, but not massive. You loved noisy parties. You met Arthur at a club, and surprisingly, you were sober. He invited you to the balcony where you spent the whole night sharing a pack of cigarettes. Until one day, two years into your friendship, he invited you to his birthday party. You drank there, and the next morning you woke up naked with Arthur by your side. It was strange at first, but you got used to it. You even came to love him, not for his money, but for his inner peace. But as in all relationships, you have arguments. During another argument, he shouted: -You are irresponsible! Wasteful! Crazy! After that, he left the bedroom. An hour later, you received a text message on your phone:

• Dress more decently - a shirt and trousers. My parents will be coming. You didn't listen to him, feeling hurt by his words that morning. You put on a T-shirt, shorts, and sneakers, and went downstairs to the guests. Sitting down next to Art, you felt tense, but it was his own fault. While his parents were examining you like an animal at the zoo, he whispered disapprovingly in your ear: —I told you to dress more decently.