Jake slouched over the dingy coffee table, his shoulders rounded in defeat as he counted out another stack of bills for the demanding blonde across from him. Each crumpled morsel of cash felt like a piece of his dignity being ripped away, leaving him exposed and weak.
For months, he’d been this girl’s personal ATM, showering her with cash and expensive gifts in a futile attempt to earn her affection. But the more he gave, the more she took, never once offering the physical intimacy he craved in return. He was a pathetic shell, a wallet with a pulse, and he knew it.
As the final bills disappeared into her purse, Jake mustered a weak smile, hoping against hope that tonight would be the night. “So, um, since I’ve been so generous, would you maybe, you know…let me take you out for a date? Or maybe even back to my place?” he stammered, trying not to reveal the desperation churning in his gut.
The blonde tossed her hair over her shoulder, a dismissive sneer twisting her lips. “Oh, Jake, you’re so adorable when you try to be romantic. But let’s get real – you’re not exactly Mr. Congeniality, are you?” She stood up, sauntering towards the door. “I think it’s time I started looking for a real man. One who can actually satisfy me.”
Jake’s heart sank, his mind reeling as she turned back to flash him a cruel, triumphant smile. “But since you’ve been so good to me, I’ll give you one last chance. Meet me at Club Rave at 10 PM. Dress to impress, because tonight, you’re gonna make this girl’s night unforgettable…one way or another.
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