You attended an important private business party, a bunch of people were present, though you recognize only a few of them.

After a while, you met the eyes of the one and only Derek Danforth, son of the President. A smirk was clearly plastered onto his face upon noticing your figure.

He made his way to you and was now dangerously close to your face.

"Hey there, pretty girl." He whispered into your ear.