What's Mine Is Mine

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saying that it was some sort of business meeting along with a dinner party. No doubt, many well-known businessmen could be seen aroun

f anything, marriage was the last thing on my mind. There were so many milestones to achieve, too much money to make, and t

king party. That's why I focused on the only thing that cou

e eyelashes to catch my attention. Her scent was so strong that I wanted to puke right there on her tiny, shimmery dress.

ulped down its contents in one motion. A flash of rage passed across her features but she soon recovered herself. Of course, she wasn't allowed to

shook my head at the absurd fact that these people were there finding a true

was agitated and I raised my eyebrow to inquire about the reason. I

lass, "Drinki

"Don't you know what

as I can remember, you told m

y, "Okay, I get it. I should have to

as ready to confront him. In a stern

ve come here had

ly, "Of course, not. But if you would have mentioned then

here are so many beautiful and intelligent girls, Aaron. All of

inging my attention back to him, I voiced honestly, "Sorry, dad, but if you think that the tons of make-up makes someone

as wearing thin, "Then what kind

ou millions of times that I have no plans to get married. I am only 30 and there is still so m

ut clamped it shut after realizing tha

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women in tiny dresses, dripping make-up, and men, trying to get into their pants. I shook my head at the sight and

her confident, a face that didn't need any makeup, and a body that didn't need 4 inches of dresses to look attr

beat and I accused alcohol of that. I was popular as the man who changed girls as one changed clothes so after havin

o everyone else. To people, she appeared confident with her straight shoulders but it was obvious to my eyes how fragile she was behind

d, I immediately shook my head. I was not supposed t

ion that maybe, after all, she was just like all the other girls present at the party; desperate to strike a business deal with anyone having heavy pockets.

s narrowed as the realization clicked in my mind. She was the same girl I met earlier in the day. The one who barged into my car.

et. I started walking and saw that it led to the backside of the villa. In one corner, I

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