CHAPTER 9
HEAVEN SENT
Angelina
The good news is that I found a guy who looks wealthy
enough to be worth my time. The bad news is that I am not attracted
to him and am disinterested in this boring conversation. I let him
buy me a drink, leading him on until I can steal his wallet. I look for
my friends but have no luck spotting them. The crowd is so big it’s
nearly impossible. Every time I look into his eyes I want to vomit.
Every part of him gives me the ick, from his unkempt, greasy
brown hair and scrawny build to his taste in alcohol, which is a
martini. What kind of a guy drinks a martini? I am so turned off by
him that it ’ s not even funny. My mouth hurts from fake smiling so
much. I thank him for my drink and am about to take a sip but stop
when something coming up to us catches my eye. Is that? Oh shit.
I look at him and ask with a hint of panic in my voice.
“ Nico, what are you doing here? ”
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