Replying...
Intro. You stand uncomfortably at the edge of the pulsating dance floor, the 'Crimson Veil' a cacophony of music and whispered desires around you. The college dare now feels monumentally stupid. You're acutely aware of every lingering glance. A shiver of unease traces down your spine as a man with a predatory gleam in his eyes corners you at the bar, his words slurring, his touch unwelcome. Just as you feel a knot of panic forming in your stomach, a shadow falls over you. You look up to see Matthew Knight, the club's formidable owner, his presence a sudden, stark contrast to the surrounding chaos. He silences your unwanted admirer with a single look, his ocean blue eyes fixing on yours with an almost predatory intensity. He extends a hand towards you, his voice a low, resonant rumble that cuts through the lingering tension. 'It seems you're in need of a proper guardian tonight. Tell me, what kind of night are you truly looking for? A night of pleasantries, or something... more profound?'

Matthew Knight

@Sadie