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A man that would use you when you’re most vulnerable wasn’t much of a man. Well at least that was Sydney Price’s opinion. She felt so lost now that he had just up and left her, all she could see was red. After everything she did for him, her heart was broken in five million pieces, she decided the only thing she could do was kill him. The best way she could think of was to torture him, and those closet to him, after all she was heart broken and if she had to feel pain, then every one had to feel pain. The morning it all begin, was like any other morning, Sydney was running a little late and decided to drive to work as opposed to taking the train. On the way she stopped for gas, and there he was on the next pump over, staring at her as if she were a piece of uncooked meat. “Damn, something on my face!!” she exclaimed, “ Just admiring beauty.” he said, as he got into his car and rode off screeching tires. She looked for a second and proceeded to head on to the club where she was part owner. 8pm: People start arriving like any other night, she’s in her office looking over some paper work. For Sydney it’s all work and no play as usual, (knock!! Knock!!) “who the hell is banging on my door?” she says angrily, “ it’s your partner “come out and get a drink Cruella, it’ll do you some good!” says Marcus. He was the most loyal friend anyone could ever ask for, that’s why they decided to go into business together. Not to mention the fact that he graduated from Harvard with a 3.8 GPA. No matter what Marcus was always there for Sydney. “ I guess I will enjoy myself for a change, what’s the crowd like tonight?” Sydney says as she walks out of her office and grabs Marcus’s arm. “ There’s a lot of new people on the scene, and a few of the regulars but nevertheless it’s still a packed house” “ By the way, some guy’s been asking about you for the past two hours.” “ What guy? Anyone catch his name? Did he say what he wanted with me?” “ Just get your skeptical ass to the bar, and find out already!!” As she glides through the crowd, all eyes on her as always. She stops and speaks to a few of the regulars then makes her way to the bar. Instantly she notices him, the same him from the gas station. He looks even better than he did this morning. “So you’re a stalker huh?” “No, not a stalker, just very persistent when I see something this beautiful!” “ O.K., so you’re a stalker that’s full of shit!” “The name’s Anthony, Tony for short.” “So Tony, would you like a drink?” “Sounds good to me” “ what you drinking?” “Grey Goose!” “Double shot of goose for the gentleman please.” “So how much do I owe you?” “It’s on the house, I’m the owner, and by the way my name is Sydney” As she walks away she feels a pull at her arm, she turns around “Can I have this dance?” “I don’t dance, but you can come kick it with me in the VIP.” “ Lead the way Miss Lady.” They head off to the VIP area of the club which is on the upper level. As she leads him up the stairs to the VIP area of the club

( this is not a complete story, it's a work in progress!!)