Originally posted by nymphetyaya. I changed the quote slightly to fit the blurb better, sorry about that x blurb requests are still open, check my bio for more info :. NOTE: above gif is simply used for aesthetic. You had been dragged there by Natasha after turning down her offer to let you stay in her penthouse for a few weeks while you could find another place to live in after your landlord had decided to kick you out for a wealthier renter. As a university student, you needed to find a new place to live, and fast, near the university.
Unfortunately, your university was in the smack middle of the city- making any possible accommodation extremely expensive. The other people at the party were those in her circle, other rich, successful and attractive people far above your caliber. She had insisted on buying it for you, going as far as pretending to go to the bathroom before paying the bill at the cashier of the designer store, but it was far too tight and short.
The black little number clung to every crevice of your skin and matched with the velvet heels you were wearing, making you feel slightly self conscious with every step you took. She was definitely a social butterfly, whilst you took a bit of time to warm up to people- especially in situations where you felt out of place.
And now you were left. His tall stature dwarfed yours in comparison as he extended his hand towards you, the cuff links of his Armani suit rolled back slightly to expose his skin.
The designer suit was nothing compared to his gorgeous face, a hint of stubble on his chin and a jawline that could cut crystal glass. He chuckled at your obvious stare, causing you to look away in embarrassment.
