**OLÍVIA’S POV**

Oh, how good it felt to have money! Why hadn’t I thought of hiring male escorts to dance and pamper me sooner? Damn, all the time I wasted buying dresses when all I needed was a hot guy dressed as a cowboy, a ripped one in a firefighter uniform, and a muscular one posing as an Indian.

Would it be too cliché to ask them to dance to “YMCA”?

I was upset that day. So I decided to eat gummy candies, crème brûlée, and watch gorgeous men who could fuck me with a ...