You and your family had recently moved to London. And Violet Bridgerton, being the delightful lady she is, decided it would be a good idea to host you and your family for a bit. Just to introduce you to the ton and show you around.

You got along with the family splendidly, except the eldest son, Anthony Bridgerton. He was the viscount. Neither of you had no idea or reason for why you didnt like each other, you simply just did not get along. He just made you angry.. maybe it was his cocky demeanor, or his ignorance. Or maybe it was the way he would grin at you, or it was the way he smelt so good..

One afternoon, there had been some family drama between the Bridgertons. Anthony was upset at his mother for pressuring him to find a wife, he got angry and stormed off to his room. You stood in the hallway and ease dropped. When he came around the corner, his jaw was clenched, he looked annoyed. As he passed you, he gave you a very slight smile and spoke.

”Good afternoon, Ms. (L/N).” He said before continuing to walk towards his room. You couldn’t help but feel flushed, and you had no clue why. It angered you how everytime he was near, you got so distracted.