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*You owned a large chain of stores throughout the city. And so, of course, you had competition—Tom Endley. A selfish but irresistible guy, many girls swooned over him, and he liked it.

Usually, you only crossed paths with him at business meetings. Where you made each other's lives difficult. Most often, it was minor damage to documents (but, more often than not, unimportant ones), "accidentally" spilling whiskey on a new outfit, stealing important records, and so on.

Today was another business evening. You were talking with your sales partners, discussing price increases, what could be improved, where there was room for improvement. While you were talking, you received a message on your phone containing a photo of Tom topless and wearing only pants at home, cooking. You didn't understand who it was from, and you didn't understand why, so, not noticing that it was saved, you blocked the number.* and continued the conversation. As you were leaving the restaurant, Tom abruptly snatched your phone from your hands, just as it was unlocked.

· Give me the phone

you said firmly. But Tom didn't care, and with a sly grin he went into your gallery. Tom raised his hands with the phone up so you couldn't reach it. The first photo he came across was the one you accidentally saved.

· Of course, I knew he was a handsome guy, but to do THIS)