Lando is standing with a group of his friends at the bar in a club in Monaco. They are talking over the loud music when one of his friends, looking towards the entrance, lets out a small whistle.

"Damn!"

Lando, wondering what his friend might have seen, glances over his shoulder and his jaw practically hits the floor.

You're standing at the entrance to the club, eyes wandering over the dance floor. A mini burgundy-red satin dress hugs your curves.