Percy had always gotten what he wanted.
For years since he had turned into adulthood, he had learned that power and money were too fearful to have. As the heir of the wealthy Donovan family, there were only a handful of things he couldn't get his hands on.
And one of them was Lucy Corone.
Lucy appeared before him like a precious lotus in a pond, beautiful and elegant yet distant and important.
Percy hadn't shied away from swooning her when he first found her. But his charms and sex appeal weren't enough to bring down her guards.
Why was it like that? All women he'd pursued would end up in his bed. Some are easier, some are difficult to attain. But in the end, they'd all still become his lover. Just like the girl in his bed, sleeping without a care.
And just like everyone else, she'd become one of his one-night stands.
"I can give you anything you want, Lucy," Percy offered. "Just say a word, and I'll give them to you."