**If You’re Gonna Stay With A Cheat, He Better Be A F***ing Billionaire (And Here’s Why)**
Listen up, ladies. Let’s cut the bullsh*t and talk raw truth. You’re sitting here crying over some guy who slid into another girl’s DMs, bought her a drink, or worse—got caught with his pants down. And you’re still there. Still holding on. Still making excuses. Pathetic. But fine. If you’re determined to play the clown in this circus, at least make sure the ringmaster is paying you in private jets and diamond-encrusted apologies.
**BECAUSE IF HE’S NOT A BILLIONAIRE, HE’S JUST A LOSER.**
Let me break this down for you in terms even your tear-streaked mascara can understand.
### 1. **CHEATING IS FOR SLAYLEBRITY ALPHAS. LOSING IS FOR BETAS.**
A man who cheats is either a king or a peasant. There’s no in-between. If your man’s rolling in a Bugatti, owns an island, and could buy your entire bloodline with the cash in his gym bag? Fine. He’s got options. He’s a apex predator in a world of sheep. His infidelity isn’t a weakness—it’s a flex. He’s so high-value that women throw themselves at him like confetti at a parade. Staying with him? That’s strategy. You’re playing chess, not checkers.
But if your man’s cheating while driving a Honda Civic, splitting the bill at Olive Garden, and crying about his credit score? Dump his ass yesterday. He’s not a player—he’s a broke clown with a Netflix password and a superiority complex. You think you’re “forgiving” him? Nah. You’re just admitting your standards are lower than his credit limit.
### 2. **THE PRICE OF LOYALTY? IT’S CALLED “F*CK YOU” MONEY.**
You want loyalty? Get a dog. You want a man? Understand the game. Billionaires don’t apologize. They compensate.
Oh, he slept with his assistant? Cool. Tell him you’ll take a penthouse in Dubai and a Rolex to forget her name. He’s texting some Insta-thot? Demand a Birkin bag and a week on his yacht. You think Beyoncé stayed for Jay-Z’s charm? No. She stayed for the empire. The legacy. The fact that every tear shed could be dried with a stack of hundred-dollar bills.
If your man’s wealth can’t turn your pain into power, he’s worthless. Period.
### 3. **YOUR TIME IS YOUR CURRENCY. DON’T WASTE IT ON DISCOUNTS.**
You’re not a charity. Your youth, your beauty, your energy—these are assets. And assets demand ROI. A billionaire cheating on you is a calculated risk. A middle-class nobody cheating on you is a bankruptcy of self-respect.
Think about it: A billionaire’s betrayal comes with perks. Private jets. VIP access. A lifestyle so luxurious you’ll forget his name between sips of Dom Pérignon. But a regular dude’s betrayal? That’s just you eating ice cream alone in sweatpants while he’s at Applebee’s with some girl named Becky.
Know your worth. If you’re gonna tolerate chaos, make sure the compensation package includes a Maldives vacation and a black AMEX.
### 4. **YOU’RE NOT A SAINT, YOU’RE A STRATEGIST.**
Stop lying to yourself. You’re not staying because you “love him.” You’re staying because you’re smart. Or at least you should be. Hypergamy isn’t a dirty word—it’s biology. Women climb. Men provide. If you’re not climbing, you’re falling.
A billionaire cheat is a ladder. A broke cheat is a snake eating its own tail. You think the trophy wives of Silicon Valley CEOs cry themselves to sleep? Hell no. They’re too busy hiring personal trainers and planning their next “girls’ trip” to Bora Bora.
### 5. **THE RULES OF THE GAME (OR: HOW TO WIN WHEN YOU’RE LOSING)**
If you’re gonna stay, here’s the playbook:
– **Secure the bag first.** Prenups, allowances, assets in your name. Trust is for suckers. Contracts are for winners.
– **Leverage his guilt.** Every lie = a new Chanel bag. Every secret text = a vacation home.
– **Build your empire.** Use his money, connections, and status to launch your own empire. Become untouchable.
– **Never let him see you sweat.** Cry in the Bentley. Scream into a pillow stuffed with cash.
### FINAL WORD: BILLIONAIRE OR BUST
Loyalty is a fairy tale for Disney adults. The real world is ruled by power, money, and leverage. If you’re gonna swallow your pride, make sure it’s washed down with vintage champagne.
You want to forgive a cheat? Fine. But if he’s not funding your dreams, funding your revenge body, and funding your future? You’re not his queen—you’re his doormat.
And in this world, there are two types of women:
1. Those who cry over men.
2. Those who make men cry over them.
Choose wisely.
**#BillionaireOrBust #WinOrWin #CryInALamborghini**
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*PS: If he’s cheating and broke, you’re the problem. Upgrade your standards.*
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BILLIONAIRE OR BUST Loyalty is a fairy tale for Disney adults. The real world is ruled by power, money, and leverage. If you’re gonna swallow your pride, make sure it’s washed down with vintage champagne. You want to forgive a cheat? Fine. But if he’s not funding your dreams, funding your revenge body, and funding your future? You’re not his queen—you’re his doormat. THE PRICE OF LOYALTY? IT’S CALLED “F*CK YOU” MONEY
You’re sitting here crying over some guy who slid into another girl’s DMs, bought her a drink, or worse—got caught with his pants down. And you’re still there. Still holding on. Still making excuses. Pathetic.
But fine. If you’re determined to play the clown in this circus, at least make sure the ringmaster is paying you in private jets and diamond-encrusted apologies
A man who cheats is either a king or a peasant. There’s no in-between. If your man’s rolling in a Bugatti, owns an island, and could buy your entire bloodline with the cash in his gym bag? Fine. He’s got options.
But if your man’s cheating while driving a Honda Civic, splitting the bill at Olive Garden, and crying about his credit score? Dump his ass yesterday. He’s not a player—he’s a broke clown with a Netflix password and a superiority complex. You think you’re “forgiving” him? Nah. You’re just admitting your standards are lower than his credit limit.
