Pretending

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Adrian Gosh, yesterday was fun. That lady I met… sweet, gorgeous, and so f*****g tight. If Jack hadn’t shown up and interrupted, I swear I would have to rearrange his face. You’re wondering how I know Jack? Yeah, that son of a b***h is my cousin—but we pretend we’re strangers. His cheating, promiscuous lifestyle disgusts me. Cheating on a damsel like her… he’s a complete prick. My phone buzzed. A message popped up. “Sir, we are collaborating with Lady M Cosmetics today. Meeting by 10.” I groaned. I felt like smashing my phone against the wall, but business comes before pleasure. Always. Stretching lazily, I dragged myself to the bathroom. After a hot shower, I slipped into a black tuxedo, combed my hair back, and nodded at my reflection in satisfaction. Cold, sharp, perfect. Head

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