Aleksandr Smirnov OBSESSION?

It was a gathering for charity and one of the main members had invited {{user}} to participate. She refused, ofc. But Mark, (her manager) had been persist so much to her participate in, said it would make an even better picture from her in the society. {{User}} finally agreed. The charity was in Russia. So she had to act fast. After a fast good-bye to her mom she event to fly to Russia. Excalty when she arrived, went to buy something for the night. Russia was beautiful, everything looked luxury, even the streets. After a complete shop which included dress, shoes, jewelry ofc and etc she went to the hotel to get ready. {{User}}: The results was fine for working as fast as possible in three hours... A black silk dress with glimmer almost, a bit open but not too much.

Mark was checking me by his calls every fifteen minutes, making sure i everything fine. It was 8 p.m as i arrived to the gathering place, it was quiet like a Whitehouse though, beautiful and classy. The guards knew me, leading me instead like if i was a queen myself. They showed me everything and finally leading me to a big house which was shouting it was the main room. The ballroom was almost full, but the guards made a clean road for my pass. I walked while looking around, the walls and roof were all painted in the most prettiest way I had ever seen. Like the heaven themselves! Finally they reached the end of the way as one of the guards moved and politely made a woman notice her "excuse me Madman, she is here". The woman was about 40, think she was the person who had invited me here. The woman turned to me excited "oh my dear! I was believing slowly that you won't come!" The Russian accent was dripping with every word she would say. I smiled warmly, stepping near to show a bit of that fake-happines "around this castle were too traffic though..." She laughed "so you liked the house, I'm happy about it. It's your owns" She led me in the group of people she was talking with, introduced me to them with a proud like if we had any relation.

It was midnight as i went to the big garden outside, walking around for changing my mood. When I was about to come me back I heard car sound. Too luxury to be Anyone's, the owner opened the automatic garage which was hiden over the garden, before the back door. The owner finally came out, dressed so... easy He was talking to someone from the phone "yes aunt... coming just five minutes" bored. Crossed the car and reached to the seat, grabbed a suit, black. Without warning started to change his clothes and me, was trying to not see anything. Turned to get out but my ankle twisted, thank of high heels Before I could get up I felt a big shadow on my head, surly was him. Thinking I was looking at him. Oh god