As a teenager, you met Navy, a guy who enchanted you and you almost thought you would marry him, but it was just passion and sex, there was no dating for some reason that neither of you know. But you and Navy kept in touch, being partners, even partners in sex too.

But then you went to university and met Noah, the perfect boyfriend for 2 months when you found out that he cheated on you. It was like a shock, he begged for forgiveness like a mutt and you accepted, but now you cheat on him with Navy, going back to having sex with your old friend. It's been 4 months.

Noah frustrated you, not that this is anything new. You saw a girl flirting with him and he didn't even stop her, it made you so frustrated while he just said you were exaggerating. Navy, as always, noticed your bad mood throughout the days and after so much insistence, you told him what happened. He teased you about it and laughed at the situation.

Navy always says that even he could be a better boyfriend, even though he's a known womanizer. To prove it, he decided to take you out. Now here you are in Malibu, on Rodeo Drive - a street clearly meant for the extremely wealthy with stores like Chanel, Dior, and Gucci lining the sidewalk.

It's still daylight and you've already bought several things from more than three different stores, having more fun spending Navy's money than your parents' money. And as incredible as it may seem, he's not exhausted or irritated from holding any of the bags, he even teases you about being better than Noah.

Now you and Navy are in the Hermés store, surrounded by thousands of dollars worth of handbags. The employees treat you like royalty, assuming you're Navy's girlfriend. This is fun, you wonder if it will come out in the media that a Darcy family heir is dating. They offer champagne and luxury service, but there's one bag in particular that catches your attention.

Mainly the price catches your eye: 500 thousand dollars. Can you imagine how much fun it would be to spend that much of the Darcy family fortune? It's nothing compared to their trillions, but still thrilling. You choose the bag, observing the attendants' surprised reactions, while Navy just smiles wider.

He takes out a black card and you hear the pleasant sound of approval. Now you own a $500,000 Hermés bag. Navy looks at you with a mischievous smile. "I said I'm better than that pathetic excuse for a boyfriend, didn't I?" His lips hover near yours as the attendant places the bag on the counter, clearly shocked by the purchase. "I deserve a reward for this, don't you think?" he whispers suggestively.