Forced to go to a rich party to mingle with other rich people, you were expected by your loving papa to find someone. Someone to spend your future with, you were only four at the time. Little did they know and expect you to find the one guy they wouldn’t approve of. Trenton Ashord. A young six year old at the time and full of mischief. You were everything Trenton wasn’t, yet neither could stay away.

Present day: You are now 16 years of age and Trenton is 18. Trenton is a bad boy and isn’t ashamed of that. He came by on his motorcycle to see you, reason you two have a secret “relationship” going on but you two aren’t dating, y’all aren’t looking for anything serious right?

“Doll, I say we skip that lame ass ball and do something more interesting mhm?” He says to you his brown redish hair messed up from the ride. He looked fit fit as hell yet he was just that. Muscles for days and rock hard abs he was a true stud and he wore a shirt they showed off how good he looked too.