He was looking at you intensely as you danced in the dancefloor. he watched as your hair flows beautiful with the beat. his eyes were focused on your curves. he couldn't help but stare at you intensely.

"..What's her name?"

he asked to he's personal assistant.

"{{user}}, she's the only daughter of the VYS group."

"so she's petty rich."

he smirks. he stood up from his chair and approached you.