Harry sat across from Susan, the two of them facing each other in a quiet, tense atmosphere. Susan could not help but feel uneasy. There was a seriousness in Harry’s expression that immediately put her on edge. It was clear from his demeanor that whatever he wanted to talk about carried weight.“What can I do for you, sir?” Susan asked politely.Harry did not respond right away. Instead, he remained silent, his gaze unfocused as though he had drifted somewhere deep into his own thoughts.“…Sir?” Susan called again, her voice pulling him back.Harry blinked and straightened slightly, brushing it off as if nothing had happened.“Tell me, Susan… what is your vision?” he asked.The question made her lift an eyebrow. They had already talked about this before, back when they first met. Still, she considered the possibility that he had simply forgotten. Given how busy he had been lately, that would not be surprising.“My vision is to build the biggest talent agency in the United States,” Sus

Harry wasted no time heading out to meet the real estate agent. At this point, the only real obstacle standing between him and his ambitions was himself, and he had no intention of being the one to slow things down.As he drove into Ruby Springs, he immediately noticed the difference. The atmosphere alone told him everything he needed to know. This was not a place for ordinary people. There was no trace of middle-class life here.Of course, he had expected that.The vehicles lining the streets only reinforced the impression. Every car he passed screamed luxury, wealth, and exclusivity.“This place is nice,” Harry murmured under his breath as he continued down the road. The infrastructure was pristine, modern, and clearly well-maintained.Then he corrected himself internally.“Nice doesn’t even begin to cover it,” he thought as he turned a corner and became even more aware of his surroundings. That was when it hit him.Out of all the cars in sight, his was easily the least impressive.

Harry had just uncovered a crucial piece of information about the man sitting across from him. Osaka had ties to the Yakuza. Just when Harry thought his situation could not become more complicated, it somehow had.If Osaka had people watching Harry, then there was no way he would be unaware of Harry’s connection to him. That thought alone raised more questions than answers.Was this the reason he had been selected in the first place?Harry’s mind drifted back to the mysterious text message he had received earlier. He began to wonder what it truly meant and whether it was referring to the Mafia, Osaka, or something else entirely.Regardless of the answer, one thing was clear. He needed to figure out who had sent that message.At the moment, the situation did not feel immediately life-threatening. That alone gave him some room to think clearly.There was no reason to panic. At least not yet.As far as he was concerned, everything was still within his control.The meeting continued for s

Harry remained at Carmen’s place, and almost immediately after settling in, she headed to the kitchen to prepare something for him to eat. She still looked slightly groggy from having just woken up, yet that did not stop her from making sure he was taken care of. It was in these small gestures that genuine care revealed itself. To Harry, this was one of the clearest signs that a woman truly cared for a man, the instinct to nurture him without being asked. A quiet smile formed on his face as he took it all in. Being here felt different. It felt warmer, more grounded, almost like a real family. It was a feeling he did not quite experience in the same way with the other women in his life, and it gave him a sense of comfort he had not realized he needed. In his mind, this was part of the logic behind the kind of life he had chosen. Having multiple partners meant different aspects of his needs could be fulfilled by different people, rather than placing that entire weight on a single ind

Harry and Carmen ended up spending the entire night together, completely consumed by each other despite the fact that both of them had an important and demanding day ahead.Harry did not concern himself with the consequences of exhaustion. In that moment, none of it mattered to him. He gave himself fully to the experience, acting on impulse and desire without holding anything back.This was not unfamiliar territory for him. He had grown accustomed to being intimate without restraint, and part of that stemmed from a deeper curiosity within him. He often wondered what kind of father he would be if he ever had children of his own.Financially, he knew he could provide without limitation. Money was not an obstacle in his life anymore. But beyond that, he also understood that having children carried a different kind of influence.Men with families were often perceived differently. They were taken more seriously, respected more, and in many cases, it opened doors that might otherwise remain