“I heard there's something you two want to raise,” Rosie said to her parents, diverting her attention to them. “Is that right, mother and father?”

When a knock occurred outside the door, she was occupied with paper works in her home office. Her parents summoned her to the living room, said one of the maidservants, to discuss an important matter. She left the documents on her desk and headed downstairs to the living room, seeing her parents on the couch, indulging in a conversation while awaiting for her presence.

“Sit down, dear,” her mother said as she gestured the ottoman chair in front of them.

She did as what she was told and looked at her parents with a worry plastered on her face. “Is it about the company, mother and father? I already handled the business operations—

“The business of our company is doing perfectly, Rosie. In fact, you are doing a great job as a chief operating officer,” her father complimented with a proud tone meanwhile her mother was nodding, “And you seem so ready now to become the next CEO.”

“Thank you, father,” she replied with a smile on her face, “I’m glad that I made you two proud.”

Her mother added her remark, “But that is something we will not be talking about, dear. It’s about your betrothal.”

“Betrothal? Are you saying that…” Her eyes widened and her jaw hung open.

Rosie could not imagine her life being committed to somebody. She was not a people person and going out was never her thing, let alone having a partner who would be the total opposite of her. The thought of wedding bells ringing and walking down on the isle with the eyes of the guests glued on her made her feel anxious. She liked being alone, that’s why she was not that interested in entering romantic relationships.

“That’s right, dear,” her father said, “We already have arranged your engagement.”

Her face had taken on a melancholy expression and her mother was seem to noticed the sudden change of her emotion.

Her mother continued, “We have arranged for you, a fantastic man. He rose to the position of CEO of his parents' company. He is a multibillionaire who will be invaluable to our firm. He is fine with the marriage arrangement and if all sides agree, this will go forward. I hope you would not disappoint us.”

Her parents met all of her needs and desires. They had given her everything— love, encouragement, and support. Since she was a child, she had not failed to disappoint her parents, who were always proud of her as long as she met their standards and expectations. Who is she to say no now?

“So, who is this guy?” Rosie asked. “I must know the person first before agreeing into marriage, right?”

“He is twenty-six years old and his parents became a great friend of ours four years ago,” her father said with enthusiasm. “Your mother and I met him before, such a good-looking man. Great personality as well!”

Rosie imagined an extremely attractive man who was little older than her. While brushing her lips across his pointed jawline, she stared into his beautiful orbs. Then he flexed his biceps beneath his suit as she was taken into his arms.

“Since both of you are my parents, you always knew what is better for me and I trust your choices,” She let out a deep breath, “I will agree into marrying him. Because he is an asset for our family business.”

Rosie exited the room and revealed her outfit to Elvira, her friend. Her crimson red dress was exuding seductiveness. Her pale skin glowed beneath the dark color of her apparel and the length was so short that it was exposing a bit of her butt cheeks. The well-fitting outfit was strapless and it was exhibiting her cleavage as well as accentuating her curves. The dress was so short that it was highlighting her elegant long legs and too fitting that her nipples were protruding from underneath the fabric.

“Girl, you look like a fucking sex goddess,” her friend expressed her surprise in her tone.

Rosie chuckled. “But I am sure that you will look even more gorgeous than me, Vie.”

Elvira Dalton and Rosie were close friends since they were in high school. She was approached by this stunning and popular social butterfly meanwhile Rosie was just pretty quiet to socialize with other people. After they became friends, Elvira would invite Rosie to parties and their bond was getting stronger until now even though they had a career in a different workplace. With Elvira working as a film director whilst Rosie was working as a COO.

Elvira was dressed in a dark backless dress that accentuated her tanned complexion. Her blonde hair was turned into wavy curls thus the blue set of her orbs were shimmering beneath the light. Rosie turned her brunette hair into a classy waterfall hairstyle and she applied circle lenses in her deep brown eyes that was giving a natural dolly-eye effect. They went directly to a fancy nightclub after changing into their outfits and finishing their appearance.

While Elvira was driving on their way to the nightclub, Rosie told her about the betrothal that her parents had arranged for her and she was shocked and Elvira told her that arranged marriages were pretty common for families who were owning large businesses. Her friend was understanding with the decision of Rosie into agreeing the arranged engagement thus she asked her if she already met this fiancé of hers or she might know his name but she just shook her head.

It was ten in the evening when they arrived at the nightclub. As we walked through the entrance doors, the beat was vibrating off the walls plus the crowd was out in force and eager to party. Conversations were loud and people were difficult to hear over the thundering music, and the dance floor was packed with sweaty bodies swaying to the beat.

They walked up to a table where Elvira's other three colleagues were seated. Elvira's fiancé and his friends were eagerly awaiting for their arrival since Rosie’s friend was a bride-to-be who would be married in the coming months. Rosie awkwardly sat on the seat while Elvira made her way to her fiancé who was sitting across Rosie.

“This a great friend of mine that I am always talking about,” Elvira stood in front of the table, gestured Rosie and introduced her name, “Her name is Roseian St. Clair or you can just call her Rosie.”

There were eight of them in the table. Rosie waved at them with a shy smile on her face as heat crept through her cheeks. “Hello.”

Three girls, who appeared to be Elvira's colleagues, were seated next to Rosie. When one of them recognized who Rosie was and her mouth dropped open. Rosie would not be surprised if her name was familiar to this girl as her family was one of the richest entrepreneurs in the city.

“Are you the daughter of Amelia and Edward St. Clair?” Rosie was about to respond when she continued talking, “Is it true that the wine productions of your company were inspired by French flavors because of your family’s French descent? How does it feel to be an heiress?”

One of Elvira's colleagues busted out a laugh. With a smile, she extended her hand to Rosie. “It’s nice to meet you, Rosie. My name is Natasha Wayne, and that is my sister who would not stop asking questions.”

Natasha’s sister chuckled. “I’m sorry about that. I talk a lot when I meet new people. I’m Natalia, by the way.”

Rosie assumed that both of them were twins since they were sharing similar facial features. The siblings were the perfect replica of one another in having the same black hair and dark skin but in different outfits.

“It’s perfectly fine,” Rosie said in assurance with a smile. “Well, yes it seems that you already know who my parents are. And of course, our wine products are inspired by French flavorings because of our French descent.”

The other colleague of Elvira introduced herself to Rosie and started exclaiming. “It’s glad to have you with us here, Rosie. The more the merrier!”

Sitting in front of them, Elvira can be seen in the arms of her fiancé whilst the two other guys indulged a conversation with Rosie. The first guy introduced himself to her as Percival Ellis, he was a wonderful guy for Rosie to converse with and he told her that he was working in a company. Rosie found him gorgeous, captivated by his curly hair with a dark brown shade, gray eyes and a physique that looked manly. She admitted to herself that he was her type, plus he was only twenty-five years old, a year older than her. The other guy then joined them in their conversation. He seemed to be the serious type, looking stunning in his long blonde hair that was tied in a lower bun and a pair of blue eyes. He introduced himself as Alistair Stanley, an investor.

“Hello, everyone. Sorry I’m late,” a husky voice had captured the attention of Rosie, “I arrived five in the morning and jetlag sucks.”

Rosie was drawn to his enticing beauty. She seemed to be locked in place, staring at him and his figure highlighting beneath the lighting. His dark brown haircut was in a short undercut pompadour that appeared to be sleek and sophisticated, styled up and off the forehead which included short hair on the sides of the head and longer hair on top. She was mesmerized by his emerald orbs which were as captivating as a starry night. With his sharp jaw and defined facial proportions, he looked like he was sculpted by the gods. And his full beard that was carefully groomed with sharp lines and contours that was resembling a box around his jawline made him looked sexier.

“Sergio, my man,” Alistair stood on his feet and gave him a welcoming hug whilst everyone aside from Rosie greeted their old friend, “been tied up with the business?”

“I have been so occupied lately,” Sergio said as he fixed the wrinkles on his black button-up shirt, “my flight arrived early in the morning then I had to prepare the villa since I will be staying here for months”

Rosie who was just sitting quietly on the side and observing everyone indulging a conversation with him, she noticed that Sergio had a Spanish accent and assumed that he must be from a foreign country. Sipping on his drink and being surrounded by his male acquaintances, Sergio’s eyes scanned the room and landed on Rosie who was on her seat talking to Elvira sitting beside her.

Sergio was enthralled by her surreal ethereal allure as she was embodied with exquisiteness. In his eyes, she looked breathtakingly angelic that was fallen from the skies meanwhile her physique looked like it was a gift from the deities. She was possessing the beauty of an angel and a living goddess.

Elvira passed a drink to Rosie and leaned in to her, whispering. “I remembered last time you told me that you wanted to have an experience with a one night stand, right?”

She sighed. “I do but I don’t know if I should still do it when I get a chance since I got engaged.”

Rosie was curious how it felt like to have sex, how souls would communicate with one another when making love. She was too shy to seduce and too quiet to make the first move, ended up loosing her chances. Rosie was just a silent type, but her mind wanted to explore her desires and fantasies.

“I see no ring yet silly,” Elvira laughed heartily. “Your fiancé must be so lucky to have you, you are already faithful from the start. But a bit of naughtiness won’t kill.”

“Alright,” Rosie placed her drink on the table, “If I were to get a chance of a one night stand tonight, who would it be?”

Elvira’s head turned to the direction of Sergio, who was surrounded by his friends and seemed to be in a interesting discussion the way their facial expressions were filled with cheerfulness.

“Sergio Echeverría,” Elvira said with her eyes were still glued on his direction, “you can have your first with him before you meet your fiancé.”

Rosie gave her friend a surprised look. “You’re joking. We don’t even know each other.”

“That’s the point, right? Having sex with someone you barely knew or whom you have no intimate connection with.” She rolled her eyes and chuckled.

“So, how do I do it?” Rosie took a sip on her drink.

“The question is,” her friend said.

“Are you sure with this?”

She wanted to deny but she knew that her friend really knew what was really on her mind. She wanted to explore before getting settled in a commitment. She wanted to gain an experience in order to satisfy her future partner.

“There’s no point of denying,” she nodded.

“But how will you know that he will be into it?”

“My fiancé and Sergio have been friends for ages, and women would always fell for his seduction,” Elvira replied. “Would you like me to talk to him for you?”

Rosie was about to respond when Elvira stood on her feet, approached Sergio and told him something when his friends weren’t around. In her seat, Rosie was staring at the floor with her fingers fidgeting and heart pounding rapidly, nervous as to what will happen next. Black boots were approaching towards her as it can be seen in her peripheral vision.

“Rosie?” His husky voice called out for her name which made her look at him. “Would you like to get laid tonight?”

The man that she was admiring from afar earlier, getting awed by his gorgeous beauty was asking her right now to have a one night stand with him.