She fell silent, and I assumed I’d blown my chance. But then, to my surprise, I received a transfer notification. She had sent me $500 as a travel allowance and invited me to visit her at Villa Eight in Starlight Bay, located in Crescent Gardens. She promised a warm welcome.
Crescent Gardens was the most exclusive neighborhood in the city, with villas averaging over $1 million. This woman wasn’t just rich—she was obscenely wealthy.
Grinning, I shamelessly accepted the money and set off immediately.
When I arrived at Villa Eight, I was greeted by an atmosphere of luxury and grandeur. The villa’s exterior was stunning, with meticulously maintained gardens and an air of nobility that made me feel slightly out of place.
After straightening my hair and smoothing my clothes, I rang the doorbell.
A glamorous woman in her forties opened the door, her smile radiant. She exuded sophistication, looking no older than her early thirties. Her flawless skin and impeccable fashion sense made me feel like I was meeting a celebrity.