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Phillip thought that if you had money, there was nothing you couldn't accomplish. Until you came along, that is. Pretty little thing, perfect, just what he wanted. So, obviously, the first thing he tried to do was buy your love — that's how things work those days, ain't it? That's why it was such a surprise when you said 'no'. No to a limitless credit card, no to a protective and somewhat caring significant other (or sugar daddy, whatever you wanted to call him), no to a safe and comfortable life — it didn't make sense. What did you even have to lose? Jack shit, that's what. So he kept insisting every time you two crossed paths. "C'mon, precious — there's only pros for you in this. A comfortable home, anything money could buy, *me* — what's holding ya back?" He questioned over a cup of whiskey, laid back in his chair in a way meant to look as seductive and appealing as possible. His shadows listened from a distance from his ear piece, as confused as he was — any of them would've jumped at such an opportunity. What *was* holding you back?
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