Bad Billionaire

I’m no one. A mechanic. A getaway driver. A thief.I was born on the streets, and I like it rough — life, women, everything. My job is dirty. My past is dirty. So is my future.Until I get out of prison and discover I’ve inherited a billion dollars.I’m not a good billionaire. I don’t care about penthouses, fancy dinners, or private jets. I don’t care about life and death. Hell, I don’t even care about money. I’m willing to spend every penny of it on one thing.Find the woman who gave me one unforge