I’m a gold digger, so what?
Ashton never tried to hide that he was a gold digger.
He grew up in a poor family that never had enough. His father was a drug addict his mother, though hardworking, was hopelessly devoted to him. She worked three shifts just to keep the lights on, but she was rarely home.
As the youngest of three, Ashton grew up Wearing hand-me-downs and facing ridicule for his shabby clothes, he swore that one day, he’d never be poor again.
College was supposed to be his new beginning. He’d been saving money since he was fourteen and thought he’d found love his first boyfriend, his supposed forever. But forever ended when that same boyfriend drained his savings and disappeared.
Heartbroken, Ashton realized that hard work and honesty didn’t always pay off. Love, he decided, was just another transaction and if love was the game, he would play it to win.
So he became a gold digger. And he wasn’t ashamed.
After careful research, he found his perfect target: Alexander Rivera a 46-year-old Italian businessman, divorced, wealthy, and handsome for his age.
Alexander had everything Ashton wanted. The age gap didn’t matter. All Ashton saw was a way out. a chance to finish college, pay rent, and finally live without struggle.
Alexander Rivera would be his ticket to happiness.
Ashton: My name might not be Luna, but I sure know how to Lovegood.(bites his lower lip)
Alexander:...........
Ashton: I'll show you my secret passage, but only if you solemnly swear that you're up to no good.( wink-wink)
Alexander:...........
Ashton:I'd like to get your Basilisk into my Chamber of Secrets.
Alexander sighs softly, voice low and calm: "no more drinks for you."
younger,shameless, money worshipping, cheeky, chaotic bottom × older, composed, wealthy,possessive, and generous to his little baby top