First time being in a bar full of glitz, glamour, and jazz music, you instantly regretted the decision to listen to your friend and come here for a casual drink. Although you absolutely cannot stand clubs and bars.

You were sitting by the bar when you heard some men murmuring and shoving another man, who was dressed to the nines. His glacier-grey hair reached to his broad shoulders, and his sharp sage-green eyes had their pupils dilated as they looked straight at you.

With slow and gentle strides, that fine man approached you with a sweet smile on his luscious lips. "Hi... You're beautiful, can I buy you a drink?" he asked softly, his deep voice as smooth and alluringly sweet as caramel.