Atlantic City

A wealthy intelligence-prince named Amlan entreats a young/idealistic Atlantic City couple for a special dune.

A tragic-romance inspired loosely by the unusual if searing American film Indecent Proposal (Adrian Lyne). Hope you like it, 

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Atlantic City is the East Coast alternative to Vegas, and it's where the modern-day wealthy prince and real-life 'James Bond' named Amlan Satan visits every summer for a special recreational patronage to Caesar's Palace casino/resort/hotel by the ocean.

Amlan, an Algerian-American, is a blood-diamond intelligence-infiltrator with Interpol-relations and Ivy League graduate who's amassed an incredible fortune, both from royal inheritance and government work. He spends much of this money during his trips to Atlantic City in the summer, and he's considering retiring from political work.

AMLAN: I've worked as a blood-diamond infiltrator in places like Northern Ireland, Sierra Leone, and Nova Scotia, masked.

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption today threatens the world-diamond exchange and creates special terrorism woes!

During this visit to Atlantic City, his most recent summertime-visit, Amlan's considering retiring with his amassed fortunes/wealth and going off to Switzerland but not before he's deciding to make a special 'love-water' with an unknowing young couple who might accept his 'decent proposition' in Caesar's Palace casino/resort.

The young couple is Jake and Shelbye who met during college in Boston and wanted to visit Atlantic City and consider getting married in the area chapel. Jake/Shelbye hope to 'strike-it-rich' playing in the casino, hopefully in one of the high-end game-tables in Caesar's Palace, and they notice the wealthy patron Amlan Satan playing there and he notices them right away too.

AMLAN: I couldn't help but notice how lovely a young couple you two are!
JAKE: We might get married here in Atlantic City, in fact, sir.
SHELBYE: Are you like an American prince or something, Mr. Satan?

AMLAN: That I am, and I have a decent proposition, if you'll follow me to my private billiards room.
JAKE: Don't you want to finish this casino table-game first?
SHELBYE: You're doing very well at the table, Mr. Satan!

AMLAN: I am indeed; but I have a greater 'ambition' right now, so I'm entreating you two.
JAKE: I suppose we could see what an 'American prince' delights in for a 'private' billiards room!
SHELBYE: This is very interesting, indeed, sir.

AMLAN: I'm so thrilled we've met, and you've really struck a chord in me, you two.
JAKE: Well, we'll be returning to the game-room after this 'meeting' of yours then.
SHELBYE: Let's go!

When Amlan the 'American prince' escorted Jake/Shelbye to his private billiards-room at Caesar's Palace, they're awestruck at the window high-view and play some billiards with him as he notes that Jake's quite good, if not as 'seasoned' a pool-player as Amlan himself. Amlan then further shocks the young couple by announcing his proposition, "Since you two are getting married but only considering right now, I offer Jake $1 million for one romantic/intimate evening with Shelbye, to test your bond and so my 'secret' lonely-heart is entreated before I retire officially from political work abroad!"

Jake and Shelbye conferred together for about an hour before agreeing to this highly-unusual if 'decent proposition' from this very respected 'American prince' (Amlan Satan). Jake/Shelbye decided the $1 million was too 'rich' to turn down and would 'strengthen' their bond for just one night of romantic 'compromise' which would precede their official 'Atlantic City wedding-vows' and create an offbeat campfire-tale for their friends, an 'alternative spin' to the usual 'bachelor/bachelorette-party' fiasco tales told by so many marrying couples these days. Amlan was delighted when Shelbye arrived in his private Caesar's suite and was awestruck by Prince Amlan's incredible Atlantic City amenities. He confided in Shelbye in this suite. She'd never forget this.

Amlan told Shelbye he'd been lonely and worked too long and hard and not enjoyed the affections and intimate embrace of a beautiful woman. He told her he'd worked as an intelligence-operator with infiltration-methods with Interpol-relations, often performing official hijacks and interceptions of 'blood-diamonds' from Sierra Leone and had grown accustomed to a life of political intrigue but felt heart-cold because of loneliness. He then shocked Shelbye by kissing her and then explaining that if she'd decided not to marry Jake, a very affable young man, he'd want to consider taking her as his wife. However, Shelbye sadly had to tell this 'American prince' that his 'decent proposition' only revealed he was truly a lonely if interesting man-of-fortune and she'd indeed entreat his decent contractual offer to spend the night with him in Atlantic City for the $1 million prize she and Jake would use to build their new life together and that he should forget about her after the night was over and consider this just a one-night-fortune! He was saddened but instantly recognized that Shelbye felt something deep and pensive for Jake and therefore concluded that this was indeed a one-night-romance and that he'd have to take satisfaction in the knowledge that his life-of-work had rendered him something of a 'masked' detective, fated to remain alone.

AMLAN: I'd like you to have this copy of Peter Pan as your wedding-gift bonus, Jake.

JAKE: Thanks for the cool million, Mr. Prince.

AMLAN: Shelbye was extremely cordial and wonderful, Jake.

JAKE: I don't doubt it!

AMLAN: Congrats...and may you take delight in your fortunes, young man.

JAKE: Thanks, dude.

JAKE: That guy was very unusual, to say the least, Shelbye.

SHELBYE: Something about him struck me as very sad, Jake.

JAKE: Did he not enjoy that night-of-agreement with you, darling?

SHELBYE: No, well, yes, he did, and I was fine; but he's a lonely prince!

JAKE: Well, that doesn't concern us; we're using this $1 million wisely.

SHELBYE: I doubt we'll forget this dude.

Prince Amlan did indeed end up retiring and went to Switzerland where he spent his twilight years working on his novel, simply titled A Life Less Worried. It'd win him the Pulitzer.

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)