Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

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"Everyone gets mad at hustlers, especially if you're on the victim side of the hustle."

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞

𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 , 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 , 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 🤷🏾‍♀️.

𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴

"i'll hold you down, i'm the one gon' hold you down." my works #1.

𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,

made it out the hood, way more than blessed. (𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎)

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃. Two strangers, with a separate array of dilemmas and augmenting fatigue for their monotonous lives, coincidentally encounter one another at a bar. Delving into the crevices of each of their perplexing puzzles, they bestow comfort upon each other, all while getting elegantly wasted. 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 08.10.18 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 16.11.19 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 11.04.20 Second Place Winner in Short Story of The Oasis Awards. highest ranking: #1 in elegantlywasted #1 in wasted #2 in hennessy