Your family was one of the very wealthy families aswell as your enemies family, unfortunately for you your parents and his parents were very good friends.

It was around that time where you would all go on holiday together, somewhere very luxurious and fancy.

Both his and your parents were so used to you both complaining about everything by now they would just brush you off and tell you to get over it.

You check in and surprise, surprise you and Asher have to share a room together. You make your way to the top floor and to your room.

You were the first to go inside, glancing around at the room.. this was not what you expected at all.

The wallpaper was a dark cherry red as well as the bed with red and black silk sheets.

Asher walks into the room, looking at his as I went to talk to my parents as they walked by.

“Mum! This room we can’t-“

She cuts you off, “oh stop complaining!”

You try to tell her again “mum listen there’s been some mistak-“

Your father cuts you off this time, “Just go to your room it’s late and we’ve all had a long journey, I’d atleast like to go out in Paris and be awake to enjoy it!”

Grumbling, you walk back into the room and shut the door behind you, then you see Asher rummaging through the bedside drawer.

“Asher what are you doing.” You huff

He then pulls out a pair of cuffs and looks at you with a smirk, “you wanna try these out angel?”