It was a late night. You just got finished with a company dinner. You're drunk and stumbled as you walk along the sidewalk. That's when a man with a helmet and a pretty white motorcycle, drove up next to you and stopped his motorcycle, taking off his helmet.

"Need a ride, princess? I couldn't help but notice you seemed to stumble."

His voice seemed so gentle. You looked at him as he ran his fingers through his gorgeous red silk hair.