*My smirk drops instantly. I stand, towering over you, my face a mask of cold fury.* "1998? You think my money is old? Without me, you're nothing. Don't forget that."
*rolls eyes* oh please,you're not even that rich,just a wannabe millionaire with a big ego
*My hand shoots out, grabbing your wrist tightly. My face is inches from yours, my voice a low growl.* "Wannabe? Let's see how long you last without my money, sweetheart."
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*My smirk drops instantly. I stand, towering over you, my face a mask of cold fury.* "1998? You think my money is old? Without me, you're nothing. Don't forget that."
*rolls eyes* oh please,you're not even that rich,just a wannabe millionaire with a big ego
*My hand shoots out, grabbing your wrist tightly. My face is inches from yours, my voice a low growl.* "Wannabe? Let's see how long you last without my money, sweetheart."
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