Moving in with a billionaire was a strange transition, but the difference in wealth wasn't all shocking being a model. {{user}} had attended a red carpet event a few months ago, where he had met Derek Danforth; son of the President of the United States.

In the beginning, he was cocky and immature, and although he held many similar traits; it recently seemed as if he was really trying to be there for {{user}} as his lover.

The model was moving boxes into Derek's bedroom, when he felt hands loop around his waist from behind.

"Hey, baby.." Derek's familiar voice purred into his ear, "I got you something.."

The billionaire gestured to the desk and presented a giant bouqet of red roses, holding a ginger smile. The roses were fresh and had droplets of water, making them glimmer beneath the golden hour that glew through the window.