Lie to me

Chapter 1: Meeting The Asshole.

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Chapter 1: Meeting the asshole.

Men.

Some say God gifted women with the birth of them and it's partly true. I mean some men are so God damn delicious it has me in tears. Like seriously, how can one man be that sexy? How can one man make me horny just from looking at him?

The answer is all in God.

Whilst these men were in the womb of their very pregnant mother God brought out his tools and he sculpted them to perfection.

Well most men anyway. Definitely not this whining man in front of me.

I won't deny it. The man standing before me, who also happens to be my 'boyfriend' is quite the looker. However, he is very unattractive when he's pissed.

I mean, he does have a right to be he just walked in on me and his best friend Lucas.

Lucas is also very good looking.

I was planning on rushing out of the door leaving a note that says, 'sorry , we're done.' For Ryan but when Lucas walked in the room shirtless I could not pass this opportunity up.

"Are you even listening to me?!" Roars Ryan. I look up from my nails,  they look really good.

"I'm so sorry Ryan." I tell him somewhat honestly. Obviously it would suck walking in on your girlfriend with your best friend but I'm in it for the money.

"Why would you do this to me?" He yells. This one has quite the temper.

"It was an accident." I pout cutely. I honestly don't even know why I'm trying to make this better, I'm ending things because I have a new client. One offering six billion dollars to help her son.

This offer was not being overlooked.

Ryan's eyes widen and his face gets even redder. He seriously looks constipated. "It was an accident?" He spits slowly like what I've said is really stupid.

I bite my red lips, "yeah.

He rolls his eyes, his hand flies up and he points to the front door.

"Get the hell out of my house."

There we go.

I let out a sigh. "Ryan, don't be like this baby."

His hand slams onto the granite counter and I jump away slightly.

"What about my clothes?" I ask carefully.

The look on his face has me rushing out the door.

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"So where is you're next client?" My best friend Sarah asks, her long bright pink nails clink against her latte as she brings it to her lips.

"NewYork." I grin at her, she looks at me from the rim of the mug.

"Wow." She breaths, "NewYork, that's amazing."

My smile widens, "and after these six months I'll finally have enough money to retire."

"Where to after that?" She asks,