9: Five Million Dollar Deal

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His words hurt more than anything and I felt the tears gathering in my eyes. How could someone say something like that to another human being? How could he say such hurtful things when I have been nothing but nice to him?

I blinked back the tears, not letting him have the satisfaction of seeing me cry. "You know, if I was a gold-digger, then I would've slept with you. Then, I would have stolen your precious money and left. But, no. You're not worth any of that. I rather live a life of poverty with a man who loves me than a life full of money with an asshole like you. You may be rich, but, your wealth can't buy you everything, Lorenzo Salvatore."

"Is that so? What's stopping you from doing so then, hmm? You said it yourself. All you want is my money. So, take it." He challenged.

"Because I don't want your filthy hands anywhere near me. Besides, there are a lot of other girls out there that will give you what you want. And, who knows, maybe one of them will be the lucky