Each Play Their Own Game

Summary

Every tabloid in New York knew that Roman Sterling would rather sleep with a random club girl than touch his own wife.

The daily question: When will Mrs. Sterling finally give away her precious V-card?

Facing the paparazzi's flashing lights, Roman looked at me with fearless arrogance.

"Worst case scenario, we each play our own game. If you don't like it, you can find someone too."

With that, he shoved his hands in his pockets and casually walked away.

That same night, photos of him in bed with his latest fling trended on Twitter.