The Tycoon's Reluctant Fixation

I step out into the brisk, autumn chill of the parking garage, wrapping my scarf tighter around my neck as I hurry to my car.

It’s a brand-new Porsche, in a shiny black.

Even parked next to the various other luxury cars,owned by the other tenants in the upscale apartment complex I live in,I still think it stands out.