Damante's POV

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' What would you recommend ? ' Hailey asked. Before Delilah could have breathed out a word , I quickly spoke. ' We would both like a glass of  wine , Cabernet Sauvignon to be exact. And bring the bottle. '

I quickly registered the look on her face as I pronounced the French word. But she simply nodded and said nothing more. I didn't want to earlier , but I could not help staring staring at her perfectly bottle shaped figure. Even when she walked out I couldn't stop staring at how her a- ' 

' Damante ' I heard a voice say , belonging to Hailey , disturbing me from my damn view. "What" I snapped. Just so that she could take a hint. I saw the glint of hurt in her eyes but I couldn't care less. She said only above a whisper. 

"Why are you ignoring me when I speak ? You're obviously not listening. You keep staring at that waitress. "

"Goodbye. " I replied harshly. 

She gawked at me with a bewildered look on her face. "What ? Why ?"

Because we both know I could get any other woman I desire and by the way, you were just a one night stand. I only took you out cause you begged me to. "You were only for pleasure." I barked with no emotion. 

I could slowly see the tears prickling her eyes. She got up and left crying. Which really didn't bother nor hurt me. Delilah served me only throughout the night. Before I left , I tipped her close to $2000.00 . Before I stepped foot out the door I wanted to see her reaction. And it was just as I expected. I left , smirking through my entire ride home. Hoping to see her face again.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 13, 2018 ⏰

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