I’m not a hooker like many here have suggested.

I’m not a hooker like many here have suggested. I met Joe Moscato in 2015, when he didn’t have a job, a car or a place to live other than a Brooklyn dump he lived in with a 50 year old Asian roommate Andy Ro. He came to Miami that year after we were introduced by a mutual friend. I owned a modeling and talent agency. Moscato moved in with me. I lined his charisma, he is very smart in many aspects and I believed he would become successful. He moved into my apartment and when we went to pick up his things to move his life to Miami - me and my son realized what am awful lifestyle this man had lived. A Brooklyn dump with a 50 year old roommate. When my son and I were there - he had his electricity disconnected. Would I be a decent person saying - no thanks - I want nothing to do with it. I had already fallen in love with the man and to break up with someone just because they are completely broke is not alright in my book. He misrepresented himself, but it was ok - i accepted and understood that and believed that our live and my trust in him and his abilities would make it all work. It didn’t. Lie after lie after lie, betrayal after betrayal and my realization that I was not at all his type because he was constantly chatting up dating and hooking up with Russian women with questionable characters, buying them lavish gifts, paying their rent and taking them on vacations when I was at home stuck working 3 jobs in 3 shifts starting at 6 am .... I am sorry I ever met him, I am sorry I ever believed in him... I am sorry the investors now blame me .... I would gladly take the day he ever came to my home back amd kicked him out of my life. It was my stupidity and me not trusting my intuition... it is all on me