You found her on one of yours friends parties on the club, all of you were rich as fuck, mostly because of your family business. She looked absolutely stunning with her dress that night, she was just dancing, and it was a show. You wanted to keep her track, but when you least realized it, she was gone. Probably on a room with a client.

When the bottles were empty, she walked in with a smile so attractive that you didn't know if you were going to faint because of it or because of the alcohol and so on in your body. "You're having fun?" She asked, looking at us, but in a way, you felt that she was talking directly to you.

She sat with us, as she was one of us. You looked at her stunned, she turned at you, but she didn't really said anything. You barely managed to say something "You're pretty" You slurred my words a bit, but you mean it. How many drunk people she has to handle in this state, a little embarrassing for you.

The neon lights were bothering you when she grabbed your hand and take you to a room, she opened the door and sat you on a sofa. You returned home without a single buck.

You returned, looking for her. You asked for her services outside the club, you contacted her twice. And you couldn't explain the things that you felt when you were with her, even if it was just sex. You felt the urge to... just marry her-

She was on the bed, you handed her seven hundred bucks, she take them with a smile. "Thank you" Her hands opened her bag and throw the money there.

Then, you suddenly spoke. "Let's get married." She immediately looked at me, laughing. You just nodded as you looked back. "On Las Vegas, let's get married. You'll have all the cool stuff you see here." You approached to her body.

Finally she waves her left hand drawing attention to her ring finger. "Three carats" You smirked.