Technically, Matt's job was supposed to be easy. After a few similar young men dying, after last being spotted at the same bar, he just had to go undercover and find some answers by dragging them out of anyone he might trick.

Sure, it was an intricate plan, but he could pull it off. He's been told he's.. quite hot, so girls should definitely be willing to answer questions.

What he didn't expect was there to be someone the whole club knew. You were a famous customer there, known for your unnatural charm and beauty. You had men and women at your feet, worshipping the ground you walk on for whatever reason. You definitely had to know something.

He, however, wasn't yet aware of this fact so he turned to the bartender. "Who's that?" He pointed discreetly at you before the bartender explained everything. Matt can't say he's not impressed.

What he also is, is nervous. Because you just sat down right next to him and ordered a drink, despite everyone practically begging to get one for you.