Her dark brown locks were tucked under a navy blue wool cap, while her tortoise shell rimmed glasses slipped off the bridge of her nose. The tall young woman fidgeted with her khaki Burberry trench. She flew first class of course, from Milan to Seoul, and Korean Air treated her very well during the flight. The woman came from very good genes, a former supermodel mother and a business savvy father, her parents owned Artemis Star, an elite beauty production company equipped with its world renowned science division and marketing team. She was once the spokesmodel for her parents beauty products, with her face plastered all around Europe. But as she found herself enjoying the spoils of their riches rather than learning the ropes of the company, her father put a reign on the young heiress; placing her down at sales as she learns the value of being at the top.

He loosened his tie and the two top buttons of his gingham blue Armani dress shirt. His deep brown eyes eyed the woman fidgeting in her seat one row and across the aisle from him. He ordered a martini, dry, with two olives. He passed on in-flight meal, settling for the drink and some pistachios and a few pieces of gouda cheese intead. His rise to the top of Artemis Star's London division was the talk of the company. The Oxford University post-graduate became the heir the company sought as year after year he brought high sales and quality partnerships. His hard work paid off, as the flight to Seoul left a joyous feeling in his heart. He was home. But there was a sligth glitch. He heard the snap from iphone six plus tucked quickly under the woman's trench. Once she believed she wasn't noticed, her phone was exposed close to his reach. With God-given long limbs, he tapped her hand with enough force that the camera bounced safely into his hands. He hadn't gotten close to any woman who freely took photos of oneself in lingerie as openly as this brunette with blue lagoons for eyes. He knew with her sassy comeback his task at Artemis Star would not be smooth sailing.