The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system

Anthony's regret

Annabelle kept sniffing as she stood up to wear her clothes.

"Anna, please wait. If you leave this room still crying, people will think that I raped you, and it won't be good for either of us. What if your mom hears about it and decides to arrest me, thinking I took advantage of you?" Anthony whispered, getting up from the bed to stand before her, not minding that he was still naked.

"It's not possible, you're our benefactor. Besides, you didn't rape me, I did it willingly. I just didn't expect that gossip to walk in here. My reputation will be totally ruined," Annabelle wailed.

"Shh! Don't cry. I will give them a gag order and make them sign a non-disclosure agreement. Is that okay with you? Don't cry, okay? No one will hear about it. No one needs to know. I didn't even do the main deed with you, what if I actually made love to you? You would have probably cried blood by now. Stop crying already, okay?" Anthony pleaded desperately, rubbing her shoulders while chastising himself a mil