My Fiancée is a Prostitute

-=Ram's Point of View=-

I couldn't stop the wide grin from appearing on my face. I mean, who wouldn't smile when you beat your mortal enemy?

I just beat my biggest rival in almost everything, may it be with business, sports, or even an auction event of antiques that was held in Makati.

Jeffrey and I were rivals, and I think this rivalry started way back in college when we were schoolmates.

I always make sure to come on top, be it in academics, sports, or even with women.

I admit there were times, that I courted whoever Jeffrey liked just to piss him off, which led Jeffrey to do everything just to beat me, but so far, he didn't succeed even once.

I'm not sure when it started, but ever since I was a child, I always wanted to have control of everything in my life, I always wanted to be one step ahead of everything.

I didn't want to be told what I needed to do because I wanted to have the power to make my own decision.

I want that feeling that I could control the people around me without breaking a sweat. Maybe it's just me, maybe I want to have full control of everything, and that power comes with being rich.

Whoever said that money can't buy you happiness doesn't have a clue about how it feels to be wealthy.

At the age of nineteen, I managed to build my own business without any help from my dad and managed to earn a million dollars from my business, and now that I am twenty-five, the business world sees me like an assassin, and my competitors are always tired when dealing with me.

When my dad retired and handed me the family business, I decided to merge the company I created with our family's businesses because I thought it would be easier for me to handle the businesses that my dad, and I owned. After the merger, I was considered one of the most promising billionaire businessmen not just in the Philippines but in all of Asia.

I woke up from my short trance when a familiar song popped from the radio in my car.

I'm on my way to my condo unit, which is in Bonifacio Global City in a famous tower in Taguig.

Makati is close to Taguig, so there was no need for me to drive quickly; I simply savored the sensation of victory while enjoying the ride.

I couldn't help but sing along to the song currently playing on the radio, which is Hall of Fame by The Script.

I felt like this song was actually meant for me.

You can be the best

You can be the King Kong banging on your chest

You can beat the world

You can beat the war

You can talk to God, go banging on his door

You can throw your hands up

You can beat the clock (yeah)

You can move a mountain

You can break rocks

You can be a master

Don't wait for luck

Dedicate yourself and you'll find yourself

When the song was interrupted by an incoming call, I was annoyed, but when my girlfriend's name appeared on the head unit, my smile deepened.

"Hi, hon, did you miss me? I'm already on my way," I said while smiling seductively and thinking about my beautiful and sexy girlfriend.

We've been living together for almost a year now, and actually, Janice is one of the best things that came into my life.

She's an international runway model, she comes from a respected and well-known clan in the country; and, more importantly, she's so beautiful and sexy that most men envy me.

"I'm leaving you," she said.

It took me a full minute before it finally dawned on me what she said, which led me to be confused.

I didn't expect to hear this from her, especially since I know how much she loves me.