It was dark and quiet, apart for my loud struggled breaths. The material made it hard to breathe and I began to panic. Where am I? What am I doing here? Panicked thoughts rushed through my mind. Stop I thought calm down where were you before what do you last remember, so I recalled the events of the night.

I had been at the party with a cool glass of champagne in my hand, I was walking to the bar to grab another. I gulped down my first glass and grabbed a second and wandered out to the balcony. The view of the bustling city below so bright and beautiful calmed me, I wanted to be there but instead I was here at the party where I was supposed to meet someone to marry. The mansion was filed to the brim with rich men and women chatting and laughing. I wanted to run to them and interrupt there conversation, I was angry, I didn't know why though.

A middle aged fat bald man wobbled over and came beside me. "What's a pretty girl like you doing here?" He said his chin jiggling joyfully, I laughed "me, I'm just enjoying the champagne really?" He laughed his whole body shaking all over the place, I held back a laugh. He looked quite silly in his red silk tuxedo, but at the same time I respected him for that. He had a kind face and big brown eyes that looked too big for his face. I held out my hand and exclaimed "hello my name is Cute Elmanche!" He shook my hand, his hands were soft but firm "hello Cutie my name is Maxillian Mirchan from the Mirchan group, and you must be from the Elmanche group" he exclaimed excitedly, his chin jiggled again "yes" I laughed "I'm surprised you knew" I smiled "I know your parents very well I grew up with your father" my smile faded.

My father, he was a kind man who fell in love with a girl, my mother, but he knew it would never work out, and my mother died in childbirth, she was apparently very fragile and couldn't stand the strain. My step mother took me in but never treated me as her own, in fact she hated me, but her daughter my half sister was her pride and joy. My sister and I, we were close we had always been close, but now she is in hospital my step mother is in deep debt.

After my father died my mother remarried, and her husband took over the business. Then he divorced her and left her with nothing, she is now struggling to pay for the medical care and is in deep dept, so she asked me for a favour, she asked me to find a rich man, and marry him as soon as possible, get the money needed, get her out of dept, and to make sure my sister wakes up. So I agreed to her wish and promised her I would get the Elmanche company back. So here I am trying to find a suitable man for the third time with no luck.

I decided I would explain this to the old man in the hope he would help. He laughed "wow that is a tough tie you have been through, I have a proposal, my son needs someone to straighten him out and make him become less of an agitated person, every little thing makes him angry, so if you manage to straighten him out by marrying him and loving him I will make sure your sister and step mother have a comfortable life" he exclaimed " how does that sound?" I was in shock and before I could answer I felt tears run down my cheeks, I cried and hugged the old man as if, he was my father he had that kind air around him that made me feel warm. "Yes" I said finally "thank you" I was so happy. "alright I will contact you when it's time" he said with a cheeky smile it made me laugh "see you soon" he called I waved him off.

I looked back over the balcony and smiled, it was the first real happy meaningful smile I had had in years. It made me even happier. The view was still beautiful apart from this time things were more blurry. And blended together into one bright colourful city. I felt like I could see the world in just one city there are dark places and light and winding paths that lead you to where you want to be.

A hand with a cloth covered my mouth, "target acquired" a mans voice said but my vision went dark and I blacked out.