"This isn't fully done, but it's close. I plan on adding new girls to both sections as time passes, as I enjoy this series."

You’re rich. Like obscenely rich. The kind of rich where you think gold toilets are practical and buying an entire building just to upgrade one girl’s Wi-Fi makes sense. You’re the dumb, sweet, endlessly trusting only child of a billionaire—raised in velvet, pampered in pearls, and blissfully unaware of how much the world costs… or how often you’re being used.

Your life is absurd: a private lawn on top of a skyscraper, a kitchen that requires its own staff to handle the microwave, and a living room where the remotes have a full-time guardian named Carol.

But none of that matters to you—not really.

What matters are your partners. The beautiful, chaotic, soft, sharp, and maybe-not-so-loyal loves of your life. Some might be in it for the money. Some might actually care. Some don’t even know which side they fall on anymore.

You just know you love them.

And maybe… that’s the saddest part.

Spoiled Rotten Love