A group of boys who are cousins by blood created a club only for boys, specifically, only for soon-to-be billionaire men in their prestigious university. The only requirement is that you must be rich and single. A lot of boys' drinking, playing, pra...
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"Hey there, Francuel Wu."
I raised my eyebrows to this someone who suddenly sits next to me. I was about to ignore him but I just rememebered his familiar face.
"Firman?" He nods as a response.
"What do you want?" I asked in a low voice.
We're currently in the Library so, I'm trying my best not to speak loudly. Also, I am currently reading my notes for my upcoming quiz tomorrow in Obligations and Contracts. Well, I'm aiming for a higher result though.
"Ahh... may nasalihan ka na bang club?" I just look at him expressionless. I shook my head and resume reading.
"Very nice! Gusto mo bang sumali sa club namin?" I continued reading and flipping pages. I am literally ignoring him. I hope he gets it.
"It's called Billionaire Boys Club. Fortunately, you are qualified. You just have to agree and attends our meeting today. Ano, G?"
A club for billionaires? I thought that kind of club only exists in a cringe teenage drama fiction books? Are they a fan or what?
"No."
"Are you sure? We can go and do a lot of things. Activities such as drag racing, traveling, club hopping, games, chix hunting, and many more. You still not going to join?" I stopped reading and turn my head to see him.
He's really trying his best to convince me, huh? Just by having the courage to talk to me again like we're close as before even we're honestly not is great bravery.
"Ano naman mapapala ko if I join?"
"You'll never know until you try," he said then he smirked. He leaned his back in the chair and looks at me confidently.
"Well, fuck it, Firman. No. Ayaw ko." I started to a pack my things on the table to keep them back in my bag and was planning to leave him here but I stopped midway when I hear him say,
"I can upload your drunken pictures back from 11th grade to the social media if you don't join."
I give him a deadly glare and for an instance, he looks tensed. Seriously? He still have those fucking pictures?
"Ano? Your ruined reputation is just one click away." He waves his phone while smiling. Fuck it.
"Alam mo bang pwede kitang kasuhan kapag inupload mo 'yon?"
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