I WANT HER

“I detested this clothing, Mom! It’s garish and very bright!” Natasha sighed, a look of displeasure passed by her eyes.

She screamed loudly, echoing. Following her constant complaints over the black dress she was wearing, stomping feet started to happen again. Despite her disdain, she was unable to intervene with her mother, who observes her in silence, as the dinner was planned for them by Mrs. Mason herself. She see this opportunity fits, when David alongside with his men followed suit to the ball.

“Natasha, please lower your voice!” Her mother snarls, “ If you don’t want to be dragged out of here, keep still. You got it?”

“Natasha Mason only rolled her eyes, “As if you can intimidate me with that.”

Natasha, however, knew exactly why. Everyone is focused on them. People are whispering and arguing, and she understood why when she saw several of them give them an accusatory gaze. They are still aware of the rumour that her father was wrongfully jailed for having narcotics in his han