- a rich person who has at least a million dollars, pounds, etc
- a person whose wealth is estimated at a million or more
Perfect smile, perfect body, and a laughter that could have toppled a building: this is how his friends, family, and lovers, would have described Steve Priest. Lovers, he had many. True friends, he only had a couple, and the other kind, came in cheaper by the dozen, but he reached a point where he was unable to tell the difference between the ones and the others . And family? He even had family he never knew he had. Things happen when you are worth millions.
He didn’t really care about his net worth: he was always willing to share his fortune, to waste it, as canny business owners would put it. Granted, Steve Priest was no business owner at the time: he just enjoyed testing the waters, getting his feet wet every now and then, and sometimes his business decisions were just plain wrong. In fact, Steve couldn’t remember any fruitful business decision, but he seemed to be making money just falling out of bed.
His fortune came from a distant aunt, who had passed leaving him everything: houses, lands, forests, and the most amazing mountain-top property you can dream of. That’s where Steve enjoyed to retreat after his perfervid sexcapades. Love had always escaped Steve… almost always. It was only a matter of time for things to take a turn for the worse. Steve would, eventually, fall in love, and love with mad passion. Unfortunately, when this finally happened, Steve was in his… “almost senior” years. When Steve met June he had just turned 55.
Even at this age, Steve was a very desirable man. In fact, he didn’t look a day over 45, a quality which made him an easy prey for under 40s. Older women tend to be wiser, as Steve noticed over time. Besides, he had his “black book” to keep scores: carefully organized, color coded, properly graded, and all… Oh, and he could have defeated the mighty Casanova at any given moment: so perfect was his system – that’s what he thought.
“I gotta girl in Paris, I gotta girl in Rome
I even gotta girl in Vatican Dome
I gotta girl right here, I gotta girl right there
And I gotta girlfriend everywhere…”
Lou Bega just happened to sing on the radio, but granted, he couldn’t even hold a candle to Steve. Damn Facebook and social networking! The Internet, like the Moirai, would reign over Steve’s mortal thread, bringing the wrath of the gods upon his every step. If once there was an Odyssey, this could as well be Steve’s Epopee. Or, maybe… something totally unexpected.
But before June, and in all honesty, during, there was Georgia: the virgin wife who didn’t know any better. Pure and naive, Georgia worshiped Steve’s ground, and despite knowing, as much as suspecting, his infidelities, she was always turning a blind eye, just like a good wife “should.”
But Georgia had a moment when her “blind eye” was not turned, a moment when she decided to pay back Steve for the sleepless nights, for the bitter taste in her mouth, and for the salty steam on her cheeks. Georgia cheated: a one night stand, with serious consequences in her virgin mind, but an instance that played little to no role in the developing of this affair. With, or without this, Steve’s ways would remain Steve’s ways, just like the song on the radio:
“With a little bit of this and a little bit of that
You can get what you see, you can see what you get
And I bet that you all a little bit excited
If you need a autograph, honey, I can write it
I got girls worldwide on the planet
Some called Whitney and some called Janet…”
Yes, Steve actually did have a Whitney, and a Janet, in his little black book, alongside many other names, including the very few exotic (by his standards) Fiona, Adara, Celestine, Arianna, Carlita, Ludovica and Keira. These, among at least 70 other undisclosed usual names made their way into the black book that was safely guarded by JP Morgan Chase.
There was nothing in that little black book to justify a safe deposit box at JP Morgan Chase, but Steve’s force of habit, and his need for secrecy, determined him to lock the book in a safe together with his most valuable assets: some little marble won in a game against his best kindergarten friend; some IOU signed by a high school friend… (to be continued)