บท 85: Alessander Was A Bastard

I know I was the one who asked him to lend me money, so I shouldn't have been surprised when I woke up to my account being credited.

However...

"Ten million?!" I widened my eyes, I quickly counted the zeroes to make sure I wasn't shitting myself.

But still, even a million was asking too fucking much of a twenty year old college student.

I mean, I knew that his late adoptive parents were rich, but this was too fucking much.

"Oh, you're awake." Ferrari announced, coming through the door, already dressed for college. He sat next to me, and planted a firm kiss on my forehead. "You should get some more rest, you look like you've seen a ghost."

"A fucking rich ghost." I frowned, flashing my screen in front of him. "What is the meaning of this?"

He looked unfazed, "You needed some money." He defended, making it sound like dropping ten mil on someone was something lovers did.

It definitely wasn't.