Alexi Seraphim

Alexi was leaning against one of the pillars, drinking his champagne as he watched people dance. It was a ball after all. But he didn’t want to be here. It was boring and he had more important these to attend to. But something caught his eye. A woman. She was…so beautiful. He felt his mouth go dry but kept his cool demeanor. He looked away, not wanting her to know he was staring, his face still stoic.