Dear DerekDerek, it truly pains me to reflect on the way things unfolded between us. When I think back to our time together, it’s a confusing mix of emotions. You weren’t always the man who would betray me so deeply—at least, not on the surface. In fact, during the time we worked together, he could be incredibly generous.One night stands out more than any other. We were at a strip club, and Tori Black, one of the biggest names in the industry, was performing a special show. The air buzzed with excitement, and you, always the big personality in any room, made sure the night would be unforgettable for me. You handed me a stack of dollar bills and, with a grin, told me to go ahead—make it rain.I remember standing there, throwing the money in a shower of bills, just like something out of the movies. It was surreal, intoxicating even, and for a moment, I felt like I belonged in his world. You seemed larger than life, a mentor of sorts, someone who wanted me to succeed—or so I thought.But no...
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