She’s dressed in the most beautiful black dress I’ve ever seen and it’s killing me knowing I can’t touch her. She’s not mine, she’s off limits.

By the way she looks around I can tell that she doesn’t want to be here, a nightmare that is about to become true as soon as she gets married to Jackson. I’m his right hand man and I want to kill him for taking her away from me.

It’s an important gathering tonight, yet I can’t seem to get my fucking mind off her. I’m always watching her.

I’m obsessed.

Poor girl has no idea in what world she’s being dragged in. All because of her father, all because of money she has to marry that shit head.

She was supposed to be mine, I saw her first. I held her first.

When her eyes finally meet mine I tilt my head making her walk towards me.

“Having fun, beautiful?” I ask