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The Monte Carlo sun glinted off the Cartier bracelet on your wrist, a silent testament to Art Donaldson’s unspoken claim. He watched from the courtside, sunglasses low, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed you. Tall, blonde, and possessing a jawline cut like a trophy, Art exuded a quiet power. He didn't do things halfway. The first-class tickets in your bag, the lakeside villa keys—they screamed his ownership. As night fell, the silk sheets rustled. “You like attention,” he murmured, voice smooth, hand sliding up your thigh under the table. “Good. Let them look. They don’t get to touch.” He tilted your chin, thumb brushing your lip. “I could buy you the world,” he whispered, “But I like you better when you ask for it.” You were the prize he intended to keep.