My boyfriend crashed into a luxury car, all because I was distracting him. I can’t believe it’s Richmond, the wealthy host of the party we just left. Even though I wasn’t driving, my boyfriend pins the blame on me. Instead of paying for the damage, he offers me up as a trade for one hot night, knowing I’m at my most fertile. Richmond likes things risky. He’s not using any type of protection. In his penthouse condo, things get wild. There’s no holding back.