Chains and Vulnerability

Trixie was all dressed up in silver dress that hugged every hip and dipped low in front. Her heels clicking around in the gala as she moved taking care of little business here and there. She knew for everyone else that they where able to relax at the gala but or her this was all business. Regardless a friend of a friend, or rather a business associates friend set her up with a friend of his for the gala. Trixie didn't have friends. She had connections and beneficial relations. That was how she had gotten to be on the verge of the most powerful women at such a young age. She only needed one promotion and everyone would know her name. She was hoping to get that promotion after this gala if everything went according to plan. She had said yes to this blind date because it had pleased a very important client of hers. Trixie looked at the time and took her seat at the bar holing her drink. She knew the other man was meeting her there and would likely take her to another location of her choosing later if they hit it off well. She sipped her drink and smiled waving at someone before she felt the eyes on her. She looked up and saw brooding eyes and sexy, run your fingers through, hair. She bit her lip and crossed her legs. "Sebastian?" she asked having only been given a name and a general description. The way he was looking at her right now had her believing that this had to be him.