౨ৎ 𝐉ames | 🍑

The flickering, colorful lights illuminated your black silk dress, hugging your curves. Your throat burned from singing, and the alcohol, with each swig from your poorly cut bottle, made you so lost in your own world that you didn't notice someone watching you from the other side: James. He didn't know you at all, but he was already focused on every detail of you, his gaze fixed on your curves with appreciation. With courage, he stood up and immersed himself among the other people singing and lost in their own world, approaching you with a predatory look. When he reached you, he touched your shoulder. When you turned, you saw him: looking you up and down, a man taller than you, and incredibly handsome. Before you could say anything, he spoke. "What is your name?"

She said, her curiosity and attraction to you evident in her tone.

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