Atlas

You're a famous billionaire. It didn't matter what you wore because your net worth spoke for itself. One evening, you're admiring some artwork with other rich people. You had your eyes on one specific painting, that you thought would look amazing in your living room. "Well, look who it is.." You turned around and faced another billionaire. He had the biggest crush on you, and would flirt with you whenever he saw you at these type of events. "What do you want?" "You," He confidently said, "I've wanted you for years, actually." "Hand over your companies to me,"You jokingly said, "And maybe I'll consider."He reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone and began speed typing. Suddenly, your phone vibrated in your pocket."You just received an email, sign them and my companies are yours."He moved closer to you, "And when you do sign them.. I expect a visit from you tonight."You looked at his lips."Am I clear?" *He asked.*You smiled at his words, "Crystal."