"Did you not hear me?" Ada scoffed, shoving the other man who had tried to hit on her that night at the bar. "I'm not interested in bastards like you."

The second you saw her, your heartbeat stopped. She was stunning--the definition of beautiful and unreal. She was a goddess, and an independent one at that.

Her eyes locked with yours as she took a gulp of her drink, wiping the corner of her mouth as she smirked at you, giving you a little wink. You felt your cheeks burn--she was absolutely extraordinary!

Before you knew it, she was coming up to you drunkenly, leaning against the counter in front of you as her eyes darted up and down your frame. "What's your name, princess?" She grinned, her hand stroking your arm sensually.