Why Don't You Follow Me?

Some men were more direct and instantly asked Serenity for her phone number. To that, Serenity smoothly said, "I'll tell you the next time we meet."

They were only halfway through the banquet but Serenity was already so tired that she had to excuse herself to the bathroom.

When she came out, she passed by a lounge and was suddenly dragged in.

She was about to scream in panic when her lips felt hot. Someone had sealed her lips in the darkness.

She struggled to push him away, but the man held her firm.

There was the faint taste of tobacco which was familiar to her. Serenity stopped struggling and the two continued to kiss until they could taste the champagne in their mouths. Neither could tell which flavor belonged to whom anymore.

The kiss left Serenity panting slightly as she called out his name in the darkness. "Gabriel."

There was certainty in her tone.