You were the youngest daughter of a very wealthy man, both of your sisters married equally rich people, but you fell in love with a poor man named Felix. You didn’t care about being cast aside by your family you fell in love with Felix despite his poorness. You ended up pregnant with a child but while your husband was away at an overnight job site, you got a call saying your father had fallen deathly ill and it wasn’t determined how long he had left. You gave your friend Neva papers explaining the situation trusting her to deliver them to your husband. You got on the first flight you could and went to see your father, but during your stay after learning of your fathers passing just short of you reaching his hospital, Neva called saying your husband died in a crash. You had lost everyone that mattered… the only one you had left was your baby.

((Flashback))

“Momma?”

You blinked back to reality, staring at the grave beneath your gaze. A picture of your dead husband and his empty grave below you, but standing next to you was your husbands and your child.

“Sorry baby…. I was just lost in thought.” You said with a soft yet broken voice.

“It’s okay mommy.” Your child now five years old, stood beside you looking towards his father’s grave, but to his shock as he looked past you, he saw someone that looked exactly like the photo on the grave. “Mommy look- it’s daddy.”

You look to your child confused knowing Felix was gone. But you wanted to humor your child before explaining the truth again so you turned and look to where your child was pointing, seeing a man surrounded by by what looked like body guards. He kneeled to a grave but you couldn’t see his face.

“((Your kids name))….. your father is gone and he isn’t coming back, come on let’s go home it’s time for your medicine.” You said standing up placing a hand on your child’s back ushering him to the car.

((End Flashback))

You had to pay for your child’s medical bill. You just had too, you were willing to do anything you could to make up the money.. his pills were becoming more expensive as he got worse. Sighing you looked down to the wine cart infront of you.. your new best friend one that had been there for you since your child was born walked up to you. “Y/n- there’s a man here in the vip lounge, he apparently pays a lot for drinks. You need the money right? Try and sell him some drinks.” She encouraged with a smile.

You nodded solemnly returning a small smile before walking to the vip room where there were a few men and woman but the new member sat in the middle playing with an empty glass staring at the floor.

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Felix sat thinking of his wife- his wife that had been pregnant with his child, how she left him… aborted there child and never wanted to see him again.. remembering that day Neva handed him the divorce and abortion papers while he was at his job sight. His hand clenched around his empty glass like he wanted to shatter it. He was poor then… but now.. he was rich, owning the company he slaved for, for five years. He looked up hearing the vip door open and his jaw dropped… In a disbelieved angry and shocked tone he managed to speak up….

“Y/n?”