"A whore", She seethed.

I clicked my tongue and sighed dramatically rolling my eyes. Then I pulled my hand back to flip my hair over my shoulder.

"Babe, I'm the goddamn Prima ballerina of New York City", I gave her the cruelest smile I could muster but I hated how it made me feel. "You can have Aleksander when I'm done with him", i added.

After this encounter, that might be sooner than later.

All those feelings I thought I had a moment ago were now down the drain. There was nothing special between us.

This entire time I had been nothing more than an expensive fuck toy just like...