Ophelia nodded her head to the music, mouthing every word, her hair rippling in the breeze, her hand out the window. Adrian glanced at her, smiling to himself. So this was what she was like? Heh. It was nice. 

"Are you going to take advantage of me, sir?" He cleared his throat. "No. I'll get the door for you." She waited patiently, and he opened her door taking out his keys out. 

Adrian was confused. It wasn't as it he wasn't used to women trying to seduce him for various reasons. Something about her was different though. Dangerous. Because she didn't have an ulterior motive. It wasn't easily remedied. He couldn't throw money, or satisfy her curiosity.

Ophelia stayed asleep until the morning. Adrian stood over her as she slept. He smiled. She was beautiful. Tall and relatively thin. She looked very graceful. Long legs and arms, a long graceful neck. Perfect for diamonds. Perfect for kissing. Large brown eyes. Long lashes, and brown skin. Such a beautiful color, rich

Adrian glanced at Ophelia. She sighed.  "Adrian I want you to be with me," she said. She stood in nothing but his shirt as always. She always demanded he take the shirt off he was wearing so she could put it on.