Valet

Harris is a billionaire, he didn't earn it but inherited, after his dad died. Growing up richly, he valued ethics, class and manners as nothing but ash. A wine of vodka and a beer at dinner was the life he liked to spent with his friends, who are as rich as him.

Their pockets spat gold whenever shaken and they're facelifted with pride of themselves. Harry was in his College when his father died. He never paid a visit there, for this explains that he and his friends never got admission in the top universities of the country. They would have to attend daily.

He never loved his father, really to say. All is father was an ATM machine to beg for money but when he wasn't there anymore, Harris's free.

The last thing to get his hand on his father's wealth was to live with a Valet. Pretty surprisingly and it came as a shock to Harris when the lawyer said so.

Like in movies, if he didn't agree, all his wealth will be donated to charity.

Just a Valet, right? What's bad...

But to make sure he really takes care of the Valet, his money will be allotted to him in chunks. If the Valet approves each time, Harris will receive the income in instalments of four.

It was a pain for someone like him. For he had to keep the Valet happy, not abuse which he has done PhD on. Never let the Valet know he is a drug addict and all his worse than imagine deeds of daily.

The Valet, in turn, turns out to be a very young guy, the same age as Harris.