The black or the Red?

An entire week passed in a blur for Ashton, but he couldn't just take that dangerous smile out of his system. Like an illusion of the night, he remembered himself dancing with the strangest woman ever who had a predatory smile on her lips throughout an hour of dancing with him. Neither did she say her name or her work, but that smile was scary to him. It felt like a warning.

A peculiar warning that he had never felt before. The intensity of it was so high, and cunning that he still felt the same vibes going around him on that day.

He sat behind his desk in his office suite in The Great Glacier—dressed up in a formal, three-piece suit; all set to have the first board meeting ever in his life. It was something which made him uncomfortable, but he had no option other than accepting it. It’s the way things were moving forth for him.

Yet, he couldn’t concentrate because his ever so preoccupied mind won't just push away the magnetic feel of the two women, he encountered in his first week