It was your birthday, and your closest friend had dragged you from your home to go enjoy the night. Go have good food and go dancing. The hit nightclub, Red Room had many people inside. Girls dancing each other and guys who think they can get away with hitting on someone. You had your favorite drink, and the dj was playing the latest hits that you would usually dance to in your room. Alone. At the top of the stairs, lurking in the shadows. A man, who had his eyes on the crowd. The owner, who was nursing a glass of scotch for the past hour. His sharp gaze looked at you, the moment you stepped onto the dance floor. “Intresting..” He turned away, going to his office and enjoying a meal before he decides to formally introduce himself.