At The Gala

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Okay, so before this chapter starts, i want to show you the outfit youre wearing at this chapter. So here ya go!

 So here ya go!

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>Now Let's get started!<

You had changed into your more formal outfit at work, since the women's restroom was conveniantly located across the hall from your office. Bruce was going to go with you to this formal event since the people hosting for some reason required you to have a date.

You walked out of the bathroom, running right into Bruce, who had already changed into his tuxedo.

You walked out of the bathroom, running right into Bruce, who had already changed into his tuxedo

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Bruce smiled, and looked you up and down. "You look great," he said, offering you his arm. You smiled in return, linking your arm to his, "Why thank you kind sir," you replied, " You look quite swell yourself."

(Jesus why am i so awkward?! XD)


> Timeskip bc im lazy<

You had been at the gala for what felt like an eternity now. Talking, and eating, and talking more about buisness. Eventually, it was time to dance. A tall man, wearing a classic black tux walked up to you and offered you his hand. "May i have this dance?" he asked, smiling. You had a bad feeling about this guy, but you couldnt decline his offer since he was an investor in your company. You nodded and took his hand, letting him lead you onto the floor.

His hands on your hips sent waves of discomfort down your body, making you tense up. You dipped and swayed along with him, wishing that the dance would end. Looking over to your right, you saw Bruce, and for a split second, you made eye contact. He looked mad, jealous even of the fact that the man you were dancing with wasnt him.

All thoughts of that went away though, when you felt something rub against your neck and the lights go out.

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