Infinite Wealth: My Divine Credit Card Gives Me Unlimited Wealth!

[Warning: Mature Content!] Charley Dunst had three problems: 1. He was broke. 2. His soul had died sometime between mopping aisle four and dressing up as a bunny to wave at traffic. 3. He hadn’t touched a woman since Clara dumped him and ran off with a guy who owned a yacht and two working sport cars. Once a rising tech genius with the world at his feet, one scandal later, Charley’s now mopping floors and talking to haunted dolls at a puppet shop owned by his ex-girlfriend’s family. Every day is a soul-crushing parade of fake smiles, cursed dummies, and the kind of humiliation that would make a monk snap. Just when he thinks rock bottom has a basement, he ends up drenched in the rain, sharing a long, soul-crushing stare with a stray cat outside the shop window. Then… he brings the cat in. The cat breaks things. One of those things reveals a sleek, black credit card unlike anything he’s seen before. No bank. No number. No limit. Just one rule: Swipe once a day. Unlimited money. No strings attached… or so he thinks. Armed with the most powerful piece of plastic on Earth, Charley’s about to go from broke joke to high roller, buying his way into luxury, lust, and the kind of life that used to laugh at him from afar. From lingerie models to lonely heiresses, seduction becomes part of the daily budget and Charley is more than willing to make room for it. But as the money flows and his “assets” multiply, so do the consequences. The card has a secret. And one day, while sipping wine from a girl’s belly button in his new jacuzzi, Charley gets a knock on the door. It’s not the IRS. It’s not his ex. It’s the original cardholder. And he wants his power back—with interest. _____ “You think money’s your cheat, Charley?” She leaned in close, lips brushing his ear, voice like silk and sin. “No, baby… it’s you. Now lie back and let me show you how debt forgiveness really works.” _____ WPC May Entry! Support my novel please!