Model Behavior

Obsessed

"Hey Todd, who's the new chick taking over the VIP section" I asked.

"Boris. Man no. She way out yo league dawg. That's the CEO of Palmer Pharmaceutical Company bro."

"Nigga, there ain't a woman in here that's out of  my league, dawg. You must have forgotten I'm the number one  male model in Germany and  the United states, right?"

"I bet yo blerman ass a thousand dollars, you cant go over there and holla at shawty right now bro."

"Todd, man you stupid. Keep your lil stack, I'll make twenty stacks just from walking over there." I smirked and proceeded to get up.

"Aight, bet." Todd smirked.

I began walking over to who I thought was the most beautiful woman in the world. She was sitting with who I could assume was her friend. I saw her talking and she had the most beautiful dimples in the world. I looked back and saw Todd looking at me. The music in the club was loud as shit.

"Hey Ladies." I said flashing my million dollar smile at them.

They both turned their heads and her friend spoke up.

"Daaaaaamn, well hello to back to ya papi!! My name is Shytoria, but you can call me Shytoria. Heh, heh."

Now the friend was cute and all, but I could definitely tell she was fake and shaped like a wisdom tooth, by the way her ass was sitting on the lounge chair. I half smiled after hearing her voice. This bitch was definitely ratchet. I don't know why a billionaire would even be sitting with someone like her.

"Ok Shytoria, nice to meet you but who's your friend?"

"Me?" The girl I wanted to speak to first pointed at herself.

"Yes you love. And speak up. I can barely  hear you." I chuckled biting my lower lip at her. I just knew  she would give into my charm.

"Oh, love. I don't give out my name to strangers. Sorry. But you're really cute though Boris." She picked up her drink and took a drink.

"Oh, so you know my name right? I think that means you should give me yours. That is so I can properly address you, Mein Liebling." I don't know why this gorgeous woman was playing tough. I know my German accent would turn her on.

"No disrespect 'my love'. I'm so uninterested. And yes, everyone knows who you are and that doesn't effect me. Now, please let my friend and I continue with our girls night out. Danke."

I stood with my mouth wide open as this mysterious woman grabbed her drink, her friend's hand and got up to leave.