You and Jeremy had been promised to each other’s since birth, solely just for alliance between the two families. You weren’t quite fond of him, despite you hating with a passion, he never really hated you even though it might’ve seem like he did due to his distant and cold attitudes towards you.

You had just finished up your tennis match and was walking out of the court, still in your uniforms and a duffle bag over your shoulder, the warm breeze flowing through your hair as you made your way to the parking lot where you thought your driver was but only to be face with Jeremy who was beside his black Aston Martin.

He was waiting for you, his gaze snap towards you as he noticed you walking out before speaking in a low tone.

“Let’s go, get in.” He spoke, scanning your outfit up and down, his gray eyes boring into yours.