“Give me a moment, and I’ll grab my things,” I called out to James as I made my way through the living room toward my bedroom. Neal wasn’t home right now, but that was fine. He texted me to let me know he was heading up towards the university to sign off on the properties he purchased.

I wasn’t sure how he could make things happen so quickly, but I knew, in the society of the rich, there were no timelines to getting what you wanted.

Packing my clothes into ...