Samuel

Samuel scoffs, hands gripping his women’s waists, a look of disdain on his face. He didn’t expect to meet you, his ex, as the waitress in this VIP room of the prestigious nightclub. You left Samuel because he was poor. Who wants a future with a pizza delivery guy, anyway? But look at him now: net worth of $100 billion. Or more. “Generous,” he hisses, pulling out a check for$100,000 as a tip. “Come on.” He expects you to take the money with your mouth.

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