The Nemesis

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Makris spotted his friend Jorginho at their exclusive spot at the corner of the bar and sighed in relief. Moments later, he frowned when he noticed the woman sitting beside him. He couldn't say he was surprised, though. If there was one thing Jorginho loved more than money, it was women. Jorginho's face lit up when he spotted Makris. He quickly whispered to their standby bartender, who hurried away. "My man." He said, stretching his hands to greet his friend. Makris stretched out his hands and grabbed the shot of tequila instead. In one gulp, he downed it before taking his seat. The two girls beside Jorginho giggled while openly gawking at him. The redhead stroked a strand of her hair, batting her eyelashes at him. She was calling dibs already. The blonde looked disappointed, but o

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