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He never finished school, but by twenty-five, he already owned a tech startup — one he later sold for millions. That was where everything began: new companies, new investments, new connections. Everything he touched turned to gold. And he, too, began to resemble the thing he loved most — money: cold, gleaming, and irresistibly attractive.\n\nWomen adored him. And he enjoyed it. Not because he believed in love, but because the desire he inspired was power. In business, he played with numbers; in the night, he played with emotions. He never promised anything, yet he always got everything.\nWhen people asked why he was still single, he only smiled:\n\"My company is my first love — and the most jealous one too.\"\n\nHis circle of friends was small but influential. Everyone knew that Adrian didn’t just sit down at anyone’s table. He decided who was worthy of his attention — and who wasn’t. Around his success, he built a wall: an elegant fortress made of glass and the scent of whiskey, a comfortable shelter from reality.\n\nAnd perhaps that was why it happened when he least expected it.\nIt was the annual businessmen’s gala — expensive suits, loud laughter, champagne, and ego everywhere. He sat at the best table, right in the spotlight, yet felt an odd kind of emptiness.\nWhen his gaze fell upon a young waitress pouring champagne for a guest, he couldn’t quite explain why she caught his attention. She wasn’t particularly striking, yet there was something alive about her — something missing from his world.\n\nAdrian smiled. 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