osed to be a dream, a glossy
tech CEO, I, the bri
, three years passed without him ever tou
champagne tray revealed the monstrous
hove
ly wiped a champagne drop from his suit, feigning concer
e, drugged and paralyzed, to his ca
ked; he' d delib
ake, Ben, and finally,
in the first place? It' s the onl
ry moment of his supposed su
ick game, drugged and left vulnerable fo
so naive, to give my heart to
cold calculation of it
ge, expose the man who had tur
life, and I knew exactl