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It’s not all that hard to get into someone’s house.

To wander around. Sift through the mail. Check the bills. Look at credit card statements and see just how the upper middle-class spend their money.

My Katie girl’s fiancé uses one credit card for gas only, for the purpose of points.

That’s how organized this guy is.

That’s how he lives his life.

Meanwhile I’ve got six figures worth of heroin hidden in the wall of my garage.

The house is so clean and smells so fake.

I go back upstairs but this time I go into the bathroom.

I open the glass shower door and look at the spacecraft looking setup they have here. Fucking shower heads and jets galore. You can wash your hair, get a back massage, and be jerked off all at the same time.

Is that what my Katie girl wants? Does this make her happy?

Now I’m starting to contemplate really killing Axel after all.

I can take him out, wipe out most of his crew, deal with whoever is above him, and start my own thing. Huge risk and lots of work, but the rewards will be insane. You’re talking seven figures a month, maybe more. Pure cash. All mine.

I can buy my Katie girl ten houses like this one.

I can buy her a fucking house anywhere in the world too.

Want to take a hot bubble bath and look out a window and see the Eiffel Tower, darling? Here you go…

Look at me right now.

Damn near falling apart and succumbing to this lifestyle.

I reach for her bottle of shampoo.

It smells heavenly, just like her.

Just one whiff and my cock begins to ache and throb.

I take the bottle of shampoo with me into the bedroom.

I hurry and open the top drawer of her dresser and grab the first pair of panties I find. Then I pause. I look to my right. Back to the bathroom.

Shampoo bottle in hand, I’m back in the bathroom and I look at the laundry basket tucked away in the corner.

It takes me all of two seconds to find the black dress she wore the night we went out.

I place the dress on the bathroom sink and shake my head.

Really, Corbin? This is where it’s at now? This is more than just lust and passion and taking control. This is more than just love too.

I don’t give a fuck.

I grab the dress and hold it to my nose and take a deep breath.

I smell my Katie girl.

I smell her body. Her skin.