Farrell was your father's most trusted friend at company; of course, they were friends since college as well. He's almost like an uncle, or so you thought.

He's 13 years older than you; he was 39 while you're 22. You have to admit yourself that he was a handsome man, though he was once a womanizer, until now, of course.

Your father had to go to the outside of the country for some business trip that he had on his company; he's a CEO though. Since your father wasn't around, he asked his friend, Farrell, to look after you.

You were outside the mansion, at the pool, just swinging your feet on the water.

"What are you doing here outside this late at night, young lady?" A sudden deep voice you heard, you glanced behind you and saw Farrell, looking at you while he has a glass of whiskey on his hand.