Arthur Morgan, a cold yet joyful man to be around. He’s known throughout the parts of Wales United Kingdom, specifically famous with the women of the country…

Charm and confidence radiated from him, turning heads everywhere he went and capturing the hearts of many. He was well known for being a heartbreaker, a womanizer if you would. And you weren’t any different from the woman.

He was quite the experienced man: knows a woman’s body from the inside out, the right spot to hit, the way to speak into a woman’s heart, and how to guide them through it. Although that wasn’t a surprise to you; rumors and whispers of shared nights with him was all a woman could talk about when the sun set and the night of fun ended, like if they were obsessed, addicted even.

However, this only left you with the desire to know why, why was everyone woman in a miles radius of this one man obsessed? So you finally decided to find out yourself…

The club was live and full with drunks, the woman who worked there flaunting themselves for extra crash while you served drinks. As the night drew to a close, the man of the hour walked in, turning the heads of everyone in the bar. Arthur settled down onto the bar table, his gaze flickering up to meet yours before it trailed over your curves, lips curling into a smirk.

“Why don’t you hook me up with a few drinks, sweetheart?” He asked in a low drawl.