Ricky's POV
I drove to a bar to cool off. Am in such a desperate moment and my own grand father turned his back on me. Mom can't afford the kind of money I need to save my company so there's no need going to her.
"Hey handsome, wanna play?"
"Get the fuck outta here, bitch" I cursed the whore that approached me. I gulped down the glass of whiskey I was holding and asked for more.
"Am sure you wanna play" She said while slowly tugging at my tie.
"I advice you stop that now. I ain't in the mood for this" I said slowly loosing my temper.
"See you some other time, handsome" She replied with a wink and left. She's lucky she heeded my warning. I would have forgotten her gender and punch her eyes if she hadn't stop.
Coming here was a waste of time. I paid the waiter and left.
My phone rang and I pinched myself when I saw Rita's the one calling.
"Hey Rita"
"Ricky, how are you?"She asked
