Billionaire waiter mxm

Yes a grown man about 6'1 sobbing like a baby after my boyfriend of ten years, ten fucken years broke up with me because he found some one else and decided to tell me over dinner in my favourite Italian restaurant with all my stuff already packed and shoved in the boot, so I didn't overreact. overreact my ass he dump me after ten years like some floozy, and expect me not to overreact and he was right because I don't overreact in public places my company has that in their clause, I had to portray the perfect image We were happy, I thought we were happy all this years but I guess I was wrong because he told me his been dating Glen his childhood friend for three years and I was oblivious to it, but I was not oblivious I loved and trusted him with my life How I wanted to punch him but we were in a public place and I would hate it for me to be burned in this restaurant, I may have lost Titus but I'm not willing to lose the restaurant as well I wiped the tears with the napkin as I put a spoonful of dark chocolate mousse in my mouth, yes I knew people were staring but this mousse kept me calm and I needed it, so f**k them, I'm the one hurt and homeless, their lucky I didn't break the entire cutlery, table and probably have killed Titus before he got into his ubber. now I realise why he wanted us to take my truck. he hated that thing because it was big like me and he owned a small Audi, while I own a truck. We started dating in high school and were voted most likely to get married, I liked him from the moment I set my eyes on him, he was a twink with a charming smile, plump lips and those big blue eyes you can't say no to, I fucken loved him, I still do I asked him for a date four times before he actually said yes and two weeks later I came out to my parents and introduced him to them but I had yet to meet his parents and we dated in secret for two years until he was comfortable enough with telling the whole school about us and after graduating we both got into the same college and we moved in together our final year and being living together ever since I asked him to marry me couple of times but every time I asked he said no because he was not ready to tell his uptight parents about us but it turns out it was me, he didn't want his parents to know about me because I was not rich as his current boyfriend, I shoved another spoon of chocolate mousse in my mouth and another and another until the was only a glass left I stood up paid for both our meals and left to find a hotel for the night.