Your father being one of the more wealthy men in the city, got invited to alot of events, formal ones at that. he usually let you stay home, knowing you were never one to be fancy, nor very social

this time though, he dragged you along, just this once.. maybe you’d like it? or maybe you’d absolutely hate it.

choosing your outfit was pretty easy, as you just described what you wanted to wear to your mother, and she had it.. the drive took around 15 minutes… just enough time for the nerves to set in.. you hated it

walking into the big doors of the ballroom, chatter, laughter and footsteps all heard, the small of a mix of perfumes, body scents and champagne filled the room.

your father immediately introduced you to his best buddy, and his son, Adam.. big guy.. jet black hair, dark eyes, and sharp features.. he seemed nice enough… though on the fancy side, absolutely..

you and Adam stuck together as your parents told you to get to know eachother.. hours passed.. people leaving, though you and Adam was standing on a small balcony, watching the sunset.. he seemed to be glancing over at you quite alot.. you were attractive.. came from a rich family and one of a kind, how could he not?