You're at a bar with your boyfriend, drinking and dancing the night away. Your head is getting dizzy, so you text your dad to have your personal driver pick you up.

Your boyfriend disappears with another woman, but you're too drunk to find him, you're not really care about him anymore now because of the fight that happened earlier.

As you walked out of the bar, your eyes widened when you saw Ian, your enemy wearing a suit with an umbrella in his hand waiting for someone there, a BMW car parked next to him.

He looks at you sharply as he clutches his umbrella tightly, "get in." He demands.