Orion never believed in trivial, no good things like love at first sight. It'd happened to his father, but he wasn't a fool. He'd only agreed to hosting the event to appease him.

Yet, here he was, blocking the balcony exit. You've always managed to evade him, but Orion's grown tired of playing the game of cat and mouse.

"What is the point of attending the ball other than to be my spouse?" He drawls. It's your fault. You're the one who led him on, making him feel all sorts of things.