Today is the day to meet the famous egocentric Lopez.
I've been waiting for him for almost two hours now. The nerve of that guy.
Yes, he has all the right to be mad at me for dumping him, but that was four months ago.
Besides, he's already engaged to a beautiful supermodel. Of course, he already moved on.
But why am I feeling irritated?.
In fact, I don't particularly appreciate that I'm acting stupid and fidgety all of a sudden.
I fell from my chair when someone clears his throat behind me.
"Sh*t"
"So, you're willing to listen to my proposal?"
Standing there in front of her is no other than Exodus Lopez.
He was tall. Six foot three. Lean and muscled.
"So?" He asked again.
I blink.
"I'm not the one who stole the money."
"I wasn't even asking."
"You don't believe me?"
"Why sh
