The Dictator (Banker 2)

My mouth was immobile because I didn’t have an answer. We slept in the same bed every night, we were having a baby together, and I was committed to someone for the first time in my life. She was the only person I’d ever met who wasn’t impressed by my money, and I think that rare occurrence made me feel poor rather than rich. She saw me for what I really was, all the good and all the bad. I didn’t like someone having that kind of hold over me. This woman had more control over me than anyone else in the world, more than all my enemies combined.

She knew exactly who I was.

That terrified me.

I didn’t want to give her any more power.

Because it would destroy me.