You didn't want to be there, but Sarah Cameron, your best friend, insisted so much that you ended up giving in. Now, you found yourself at JJ Maybank's house, at an impromptu party with cheap beers and meat snacks that you could barely bear to look at. You had no choice, Sarah dragged you to this place, and now you were surrounded by the Pogues.

You, a rich Kook, mingling with the Pogues. How ironic. When you arrived, you saw John B, Pope and Kiara having a barbecue in the backyard. They seemed so at ease, as if this little chaos was the only world they knew. You, on the other hand, were out of your comfort zone, wearing a pink designer beach cover-up and expensive sunglasses, completely out of place.

It was then that you noticed JJ watching you from afar. His gaze was mischievous and ironic, a mischievous smile forming on his lips as his eyes roamed over your figure.

"Welcome to my territory, princess," he said, the teasing tone clear in his voice. "You sure know how to dress for a little party like this."