King of Hearts. Hearts, #3

Welcome to the City, London's most prestigious square mile, where finance reigns and Oliver King is a rising prince. I used to rule the world. There might be wolves on Wall Street, but there were crocodiles in Canary Wharf. Some of us craved money. Some of us craved power. I liked money, and power had its advantages, but what I really wanted was to excel, to surpass the men who came before me. I never cared much for love and romance until I met Alexis.
I could feel it the very moment she walked into the interview, with her outspoken charm and vivacious personality. She cast all the others in shadow, made me laugh when life held no humour. Our friendship should have remained professional, but it wasn't long before the lines started to blur. You know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men? Well, I never foresaw where my plans would lead, and only in my darkest hour did I finally see the light.You can have all the money and prestige in the world and still be the poorest man alive.
And love, well, I hate to use a tired old cliché, but love can be the thing that truly sets you free.