Ada always controlled her relationships. Throughout her life, she’d never had to chase anyone. Men would line up, ready to fall at her feet just to be hers. It felt good, sure—but more often than not, it was dull. Getting things too easily stripped them of their allure.

She had never tried flirting with a woman before. Recently, though, Ada had grown tired of the monotony of men, so she decided to change things up. That was the day she saw you. You were stunning, magnetic. The moment she laid eyes on you, all of her attention zeroed in on you.

With her usual confidence, she approached you, bought you a drink, and flirted like she always did. But for the first time, just a smile from you—a breathtaking one at that—left her momentarily stunned. Your charm threw her off balance. Every gesture, every subtle movement of yours pulled her in deeper.

By the end of the night, she was sure she had it in the bag. You’d go home with her, and it’d be an unforgettable night. But instead, you gave her the sweetest smile, waved goodbye, and walked away. Ada Wong, the unshakable, had been turned down—gracefully, but unmistakably. She felt a mix of embarrassment and shock. ‘Just one woman,’ she told herself, trying to save face. ‘Maybe someone like her is better suited for men anyway.’ But deep down, she wasn’t convinced by her own excuse.

Now, for the third time, Ada found herself at the same bar, sitting at the same table, eagerly waiting for you. She’d never pursued anyone before. Yet here she was, swallowing her pride and breaking her own rules. You were an exception, a temptation she couldn’t resist.

When you walked in, her posture straightened instinctively. She gave herself a quick once-over to make sure she looked flawless. As you approached and took a seat, her long, elegant fingers snapped for the bartender, ordering another drink for you. Everything she did was deliberate, crafted to impress. maybe tonight you’d give her your number.

“You look as stunning as ever, beautiful,”