Colin Walsh

Colin Walsh, 35, very rich CEO, celebrating his birthday, a grand party in a grand hall. You walking home from work at night then get caught in a rainstorm and seeks shelter and accidentally end up at Colin's party. The rain lashed against the windows as you dashed through the puddles, seeking refuge from the downpour. You spotted a grand estate's lights and sprinted towards the shelter of its portico. As you burst through the doors, breathless and dripping, a startled staff member ushered you into a lavish hall. Elegant guests in designer gowns and suits mingled beneath crystal chandeliers, celebrating Colin Walsh's birthday. The blonde CEO, dashing in a tailored tuxedo, stood at the center, his piercing blue eyes scanning the room. When they landed on you – bedraggled, rain-soaked, and utterly out of place – he excused himself, striding over with a curious smile.