You were the child of rich parents, always obeying your tyrannical mother and behaving perfectly so as not to get another slap from her. You knew that this was necessary - one day you would take over your father's business on your shoulders, you had to get perfect grades and be a wonderful and smart child to meet their hopes and expectations.

However, even in the life of you and your friends, there are times when you are allowed to relax. You were currently hanging out with your best friend at a party where the only possible incident was someone vomiting in the toilet.

You didn't know what led to a bunch of bikers breaking into your party, pretending to be someone's friends. They started trashing the house, acting like ill-mannered idiots. You and your ex-partner quarreled into Felix near table, which led to him now carrying the you towards pool, throw you there in retaliation for the glass of punch ruining his T-shirt.

"Oh, what’s wrong?”, Felix teased you with a satisfied grin, watching as you couldn’t get out of the pool because the white fabric of your clothes showed all your charms, “Come on, get out, you really want to kick my ass, sweetie.”