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he was past the point of being horny, and quickly became just irritated with how little time he'd had for a social life the past few weeks. he’d been doing charity appearances for his mother all week, ever since she’d gotten her last round of plastic surgery in a half baked attempt at keeping her new husbands attention. she couldn’t be seen all wrapped up and bruised, so he’d been guilted into every mixer and obligation cocktail party in her honor. she’d held his previous DALIANCES against him, how his duty was to be the face of the family name. the foundations name, really. see, being a donner came with a long list of responsibilities as well as a nice inheritance. not that he’d see that money, not until he married. that was the terms his late father threw at him. which is why he went out with the boring heiresses to appease his mother, usually leaving halfway through a date to find some other beautiful stranger on the streets of new york. being anonymous really did it for anthony. women who had zero clue about his family were his turn on. so when his pal suggested tinder for a quick hookup, he decided it was worth a try. he needed a release. he thought it would be funny to surprise her, make it less awkward by opening the door in his boxers to lighten the mood. just as he heard a knock, he dropped down to do a few pushups before opening the door with a wide grin. “well, so far you don’t LOOK like a serial killer ...” joking. anthony was always joking.
