Wrecked By My Bully
“Fuck it. I’ve seen enough. I’ll have to call Mark downtown and see if he’ll let me poach one of his sous-chefs.”
“James,” he says. “You want to see this girl.”
As I said before; Al is the one person I truly trust, so if he says I should see her, then I should see her.
“Okay,” I tell him. “Send her in.”
A lot of guys with my kind of money would have invited all of those girls back to his bedroom for the night and run through them like a hungry bear gorging himself on honey. But truth be told, I’m over that playboy lifestyle. I became a millionaire at eighteen, after selling an app that helped people find cars in their price range, and by thirty I was a billionaire after developing longer-las
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