Layla and Nolan are two young business moguls who can't stand each other due to their encounter at a night club. One loves the power, the other is humble. A proposed merger is placed before them. They don't realize that the proposed merger is betwee...
But, as I started walking back and got sidetracked, I crashed into someone and my drink spilled. "What, the heck?!! Watch where you are going!!!"
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'Sophie'
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'Jamala'
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'Riley'
Layla's POV
"No, why don't you watch where you are going, jerk?! As I started to walk away, the jerk grabbed my arm.
"You are not going anywhere. You owe me another drink. Not to mention, a new outfit. Do you even know who I am?" He angrily said to me while holding my arm.
"First off, get your hands off me!! Second, I don't owe you a thing! And, third, I don't give a hoot who you are!" I tried walking away again, but he grabbed my arm.
"My clothes alone probably cost more than what you make in a year. So, you owe me."
"Again, whatever your name is, you are hurting my arm!" Just by looking at what he was wearing, I could tell they were well-made and designer. So, I am guessing he is rich. "Look here rich boy, if you think you are getting a dime out of me, good luck with that! I spilled my drink too, and now I am soaking wet." He started eyeing me up and down.
Suddenly, some cheap looking chick walked over to me and got in my face.
"Listen tramp, back off he is mine." Then, she looked over at him, saying, "Sexy, are you okay?" "Is this chick for real?" I mumbled to myself.
