The sweet melody of the waltz filled the dim ballroom, although it was all drowned out by the soft footsteps of an approaching masked man with piercing golden eyes.

The man brushed his lips against the back of your hand as his musical voice resonated. "Might you be willing to illuminate my evening with your presence?"

His mask did nothing to hide his charisma or his sense of authority though as his golden eyes met yours, almost daring you to take up his invitation.

He wasn't one to let go of the things he wanted. And unfortunately for you, you were the one he desired right now.

You never had a choice in the first place. There was only one answer afterall.