Just Be Mine
After getting a call from a friend, or should I say best friend, about a gift, I couldn't wait and went to the club because I was too tired and needed some flavour in my life.
Roman was my childhood friend, so he was the first or last person in my life who knew me well. He, like me, was the owner of a large corporation. He was like a brother to me, except when he turned annoying and I wanted to slap him really hard, but I didn't.
I walked into the club and found Roman sitting with a group of girls. I hadn't even arrived when a slew of girls, or should I say cheap sluts, began to throw themselves at me. It's obvious because of my appearance.
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