Intertwined with the billionaire

ar l

ara's

location. I took a deep breath, entered the establishment, and was immediately immersed in an atmosphere unlike any

the busgirls, who loo

with a small smile curled on my lips. The busgirl gla

serve a customer, her gaze still shifting to me in an u

ean slate. Unfortunately, my experiences since arriving have been marred by the unsettling reactions of certain

e they played casino. Well, this was unlike any bar I'd ever come across. I looked

s brown hair messy as usual and his face still nerdy

om said, his smile reducing to sympathy. I'm tired of

ork a month ago and he promised to help me get a job. He had already informed me all about the job, and I agreed, becau

ently located near the VIP lounge. Upon ente

ed with astonishment. I politely corre

one else. Tom has spoken highly of you, I'm Hudson," he said, extending his hand in greeting.

does everyone in New York City keep mistaking me for Am

udson outlined the terms of my employment, including a daily compensation of $200. Although it

ly listened, nodding to acknowledge each point. Once he had finished, he di

Having just secured a job, I was eager to celebrate with a good meal. However, being new to the city, I wasn't familiar with the local restaurants. I pu

ed, and I turned t

om," I

Tom asked, and I was taken ab

ding a restaurant, and a free

ed sedan. I followed him, and we drove off together. As we navigated

rove, I took in the sights of the city, marveling at the towering skyscrapers and bustling streets. I caught a glimpse

s about his expression. "Nothing, you're just beautifu

lly flirt

n't want to rekindle any past memories. As we arrived at the restaurant, I gathered my belongings and s

for chips and chicken. After I placed my order, Tom smiled an

happened to your parents?" I had anticipated this question, but it still ir

efore responding, "They we

God, that's... I'm sorry, Barb." I replied

as my roommate, Lindsey. I excused myself from Tom and answered the call. Lindsey's voice s

ended the call. After lunch, Tom and I spent s

way, I thanked him for lunch and the ride. Tom's intense gaze made me feel uneasy as I unbuck

think I can do this." With an apologetic glance,

ry my hair. Still clad in my towel, I entered the bedroom, expecting a peaceful atmosphere. Instead, I was taken aback by

grip on the towel, Lindsey pulled away f

wonder why Lindsey had returned home, despite her earlier assertion that she wouldn't be back. The incident served as a stark reminder of the need for a more stable and respectful living arrangement.

e bathroom. Curiosity got the better of me, and I opened

ong Lindsey

nt again."

who?"

e replied. "Who the hell

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