You broke from his grasp. "Mr. Xero, are you trying to get me fired?" You gasped out of breath. He replied to you with a grin, "No, I hope you stick around." You turned off the music and walked off. One touch and he already has you melting.

"Miss Y/N!" Xero shouted behind you. You whirled around. "There's a promo party tonight. I want you to be my date."

You walked off, "I'll think about it." He growled, "Making me wait, I like that…."

Dress after dress after dress. You had no idea what to where. "I don't even know why I'm going." Because you know what he'll try to do to you. You shook off the thought. "I have a boyfriend." 

"Hello, this is Xero."

"Hey, I'm not going. I have nothing to wear." You heard Xero laugh on the other side of the line.

"Just come to the party. I'll bring you something to wear." He said. You grimaced at his mischievous undertones.

"Don't make me feel stupid. I'm not a ." But you'd wear anything he wanted you to.

"I know, Miss Y/N. Just trust me, babe." You hung up.