Author's Note: So, this fic is basically discontinued. It was ancient and stupid and I've moved on to bigger and better stuff :P Still, I edited and I'm leaving it here if anyone wants to read it. But, I'd suggest you check out my other Creek fics, anything is better than this silly old thing!

Prologue

I can't say that I'm a very exciting person. My life is organized and planned to the very detail and I sure as hell hate surprises. I have a job as an investment and capital manager and I perform it extremely well, so I make real fucking money out of it.

At my 24 years I've made my way up to one of the most successful, powerful and prominent business firms of the country and I actually make more money than people who've worked their whole lives.

Well, I guess I was so fucking right when I kept telling those assholes I went to college with, that someday they were gonna call me Mr. BigTime.

Oh yeah, the Big Apple has been good to me, I live in Upper East Side in a luxurious apartment and I've recently bought a house in the Hamptons so I can use it as a holiday resort. To be perfectly honest I think I bought it out of my own vanity and not because I intend on using it a lot.

There are no such things like crazy drunken parties with hot babes and the city's celebrities in my life. No. I am not a party animal or the most socialized person around, despite of my success. I deal with people only as a part of my job. I take their money, I use it, I bring them profit and I make my own money out of it. That's it and that's how I like it.

No P.R. or anything. I told you I'm not an expert in social skills. I have a ''girlfriend'' that I fuck whenever I am bored or sort of horny. I don't consider her my girlfriend for real of course. She does nothing to me. Hell, she doesn't even turn me on that much.

Then again nothing really ever had. I haven't been completely excited over anything in my life.

Not even my job excites me. Yeah, sure, I like the pressure and I enjoy the competition and the antagonism and I feel content with myself when I pull it through, but that's all there is to it.

I told you I'm not an exciting person. I guess, I'm the boring type. And that's how I like things too. Nice and boring.

But then again things change. In the most unexpected, unbelievable way sometimes, but they still change. And sometimes, just sometimes you can't help but wonder afterwards what the hell kind of life you had before.

My name is Craig Tucker. And this is my story.