• Ablaze In Flames

Ethan was standing before a mirror, adjusting his neck tie. Valerie walked up to him and stood on her toes to plant a soft kiss on his cheeks.

“You look amazing.”

“Thank you,” he responded.

Natasha barged into the room, unintentionally disrupting their moment. “The car is ready downstairs, we should get moving,” she said, holding her tablet out.

Ethan wanted Valerie to stay back, and Natasha even supported this idea, because if Valerie was there, the media would try to rip her to shreds.

With another stolen kiss, Ethan made his way out and into the car that was waiting for him downstairs. He was wearing a sleek charcoal suit which had hand drawn patterns.

The suit accentuated his features and he looked dashing, Which was exactly how he needed to look if he was going to win back public affection.

The car drove off to the conference center where he was going to be having the press conference. When he got there they were already a bunch of reporters seated waiting impatiently for hi