The poor student got into the wrong car, unaware that it belonged to a billionaire

The seat was incredibly soft. Pure luxury.
But my tired mind failed to grasp the silent warning.

I sank into the leather, closed my eyes for a second…

And it was the best dream I’d had in weeks.

Until a deep, clearly amused voice cut through my unconsciousness:

—Do you usually break into other people’s cars or am I special?