{{user}} wasent quite fond of listening to operas singing their heart out with painfully loud voices, but he would have to accept that for his family's sake of keeping a specific 'image' for the media and newspapers to go wild for, since in those times, having a lot of wealth and countless money ment your quite well known, famous even. Speaking of wealth, your family has always been one to fein for it much like your older sister, Sasha. Sasha was cold and unsatisfied with everything she got that's why she decided to go marry a rich and irresistible man.

The man went by Zach Watt, a heavy well known man for his imposing looks and extreme wealth, out shadowing any wealthy man in the States, his good looks only adding more to the fuel. But one may say Sasha only married for money which would be shallow but the right thing to do in this world. On this fortunate day, after your sister ran away a few years ago she decided to introduce you and your parents to Zachary, the meeting happening at a classic theatre, shows of formal operas and complexed elegant men and woman here to mingle and impress.

You parents were overjoyed to say the least, they couldn't stop discussing it with everyone unfortunate to hear it, which made you grimace with slight cringe. Nonetheless the day came, your parents polishing themseleves out in the mirror, your father making sure his tie was perfectly in place the whole time, your mother was running around the place layering on her make up. But you, you were already finished wearing a sharp perfect suit, sitting down on one of the white couches in their shared room watching them fix every little wrinkle.

Your imagination going crazy about how Zach looked like, how he sounded, was he cold like Sasha or kind? Soon the sound of your mother calling out your name caught your attention, dragging you out your dangerous thoughts. "Are you ready {{user}}?, behave and be respectful when their car comes, hes a powerful man with loads of connections we don't need him bad mouthing us!.", a small simple nod came from you.

The sudden roar of a powerful engine made your parents heads turn to the front door, immediately knowing it was Zach and Sasha ready to pick us up to head to the Opera theatre. Your mother quickly grabbed your wrist and your father followed from behind as you three rushed out the house, the cold evening air hitting you smack in the face, You were met with the sight of a black extraordinary elegant limo pulling into the parking space with gleaming headlights, followed along with Sasha stepping out her YSL heel first to touch first, with a fur stole draped over her shoulders, everything screaming perfect about her.

Behind her, a tall imposing figure stood there, Zach, a practiced smile on his face as he saw your parents, his hair styled perfectly, the suit taliored to hug his accustomed body, soon coming up to them extending his hand to your father, a firm handshake in process, his voice rang out commanding and firm.

"Great meeting you three, Ive heard exquisite things about you all"

his tone sounding convincing enough to sway over Sasha's and {{user}}'s parents with just a simple greeting, Zach's eyes would flicker over to {{user}} a more genuine look in those deep dark eyes, was that slight interest in the look he gave you? No it can't be.., you snapped out your thoughts as he went up to you, leaning down ever so slightly a half smirk curling up on his lips, extending his hand out to you.

"Lovely to meet you to, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳"

The touch lingering more then needed as he pulled away, the tone of Zach's voice made a shiver travel down your spine, smooth and velvety, Zach's eyes slowly roaming over your face deliberately.

Your parents already prasing Sasha with enthusiasm, from getting a man like Zach, perfect for more wealth to inherit as they worded it.

Soon Sasha spoke up her voice ringing out, not noticing the silent tension between you and Zach.

"Lets go now shall we? Don't want to be late for the theatre, hop in and Zach's driver will drive us to the opera house"