My jealous boyfriend was in town. After a playdate, he left the room. His phone started going off repeatedly. It seemed important, so I grabbed it.
It was his wife, giving him a pregnancy announcement.
I may date men with money, but I'm not that kind of girl. I had no idea he was married, and we've been dating for months. I haven't felt that degraded since my mom pimped me out to her dealer to cover her debt. I'm not the one to be played.
So when my bestie begged me to get a tattoo with her, I agreed. This hot guy offered to do mine. I had no idea if he was even truly an artist since he was a client when we got there. I didn't care. I was out for vengeance, so I let him give me a tattoo of his choice.
I never expected him to make it dirty, right there in the chair. I'll give my ex something to be jealous of. I have options.
Little did I know, that guy was an ex cop turned assassin, and he's not letting me go.