Gold Plates

Life did not smile at me; explain why I was left with no choice but to cling on a rich woman who was desperate for her own man.
Dina was thirty-seven years old, five years older than I was. I intended with her emotions just to eat from her gold plates and do away with her money, but ended up loving her and wishing to make her my own woman.
As time went by, she changed completely to an extremely nagging girlfriend and could not stop insulting me and reminding me of how poor I was. This new attitude of hers only made me hate her as I began avoiding her, waiting for the least chance to leave her and get a new gold life.