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It was getting to be so irritating, I saw him in my backseat on a couple occasions, a new woman in his arms each time. They'd be begging him for anything, love, money, a relationship, sex, they wanted it all from him.

And yet, no matter who he had lying underneath him, he only wanted something from me. He wouldn't leave me alone. And I hated it. But at the same time, I loved it.

But I should know better than to trust a womanizer.

And a rich, pompous, arrogant one at that.

Right?