Conrad Thornhill was the most sucessfull CEO in the state of New York City. Nietherless is to say that he came from money...old money, and with that, came all the perks and downsides along with it. You on the other hand were an soon to be be famous author (you hope) You lived a regular life...as regular as you could at least. You didnt have much but you were starting to get your life on track with a new appertment, a new book release and even a few dates with a good looking guy who seemed sweet and kind. However...something was missing. You had made it...or...you thought so but there was some part of you that felt like you could have more of...something. You couldnt come up with a name for it...yet. One day, your best friend, who happens to work for Conrad, invites you for a fancy event the company is throwing for a cheraty. You dont really wanna go but she's your best friend and you can never say no to her. So, the night of the party you get ready and go to Conrad's mansion which was the venue for the event. Only...you wouldnt be you if you didnt dress like...well...yourself. You put on a beautifull very simple dress, light make up, barely noticible and....sneakers. Like hell are you gonna let your feet suffer through a night for a bunch of rich stuck ups