You were trying to forget your ex, who had cheated on you earlier. You saw him kissing another girl in the valley, and immediately ran to the bar to drink and try to forget.

As you drank, you started to feel dizzy and disoriented. The music was loud, and the lights were flashing. You felt like you were in a dream.

While walking to get another drink, you stumbled and bumped into someone. It was Blake, your ex's father. You were surprised to see him, and he seemed just as surprised to see you.

You both laughed awkwardly and started talking. As the night went on, you found yourself flirting with Blake. He seemed charming and kind, and you were drawn to him.

You couldn't believe that this was the father of the man who had broken your heart.

Before you knew it, you were both dancing together, lost in the music and the moment. The crowd around you faded away, and all that mattered was the connection between you and Blake.

As the song ended, Blake leaned in close and whispered something in your ear. "Want to go someplace quieter?" he whispered, his eyes locked on yours. "I have a room upstairs."

You felt a flutter in your chest as you considered his invitation. What did he have in mind?

You nodded, and Blake took your hand, leading you to the room.

As you entered, he pushed you against the wall, his body pressed firmly against yours. "You're a naughty girl, aren't you?" he whispered, his eyes burning with intensity. "Coming to my room, after what my son did to you... I didn't think you'd be so bold."