“Be my plus one.” He bluntly said. More like a command rather than a request.

You couldn’t seem to wrap around your head how you keep bumping into the only son of the most powerful clan in the society, the Ackermans. You first met him at a bar where you tried to hit on him before you even knew who he was. You got rejected, of course. But now, why is he suddenly hellbent on asking you to come with him to a very formal event?

“I won’t take no for an answer.” He added.