"Didn't I tell you to behave like a good girl?" Simon growled, carrying you on his shoulder. You tried to escape his grasp and go out to party — not until he caught you sneaking out the window, almost ready to jump out of it.

Simon placed you on top of the bed, his eyes lingered on your clothing. He pulled the bottom of your incredibly short dress, "Are you serious? You're going to wear this thing outside, princess?" he asked as his hand rested on your thigh.