evan peters imagines one shots Smut

a forbidden party James

James X the reader

Your friend convinced you to go with her at the James March's party for the opening of his own hotel. You didn't know him personally you didn't even know what he looked like. You just heard crazy rumors about him. People used to say that he was super rich, handsome, single, looking for all kind of pleasures and mysterious. In a word, he was a nouveau riche. All that your family scorned. Despite that you were curious to meet him since he was famous in all the country for his decadent parties. You always desired to go one of them but your parents never allowed you. they didn't even know where you were going today, they thought that you were sleeping in Mary's house. You knew that your parents would kill you if they had known where you were spending your night. But right now, you didn't care, you completely forget them. You were standing in front of the Cortez Hotel with Mary by your side. You were nervous and excited. You hoped that this party would be unforgettable since it was probably the only that you would assist.

When you entered in the hotel and in the reception room all eyes turned to you. You were sublime with your Baker Miller pink sleeveless dress with few sequins and pearls, your high heels, your headband with a white feather, a long pearl necklace, gold arm bangle. You were not very confident and awkward that everybody was looking at you but you had to admit that it was pretty pleasant. You followed your friend who introduced you to some people she already knew. You noticed a man staring at you. he was goddam handsome with his pencil moustache, his black jet hair and his tuxedo. You smiled shyly at him and he smiled at you back. He joined your little group and presented himself as James March the owner of the hotel. Rumors were far from the truth, this guy wasn't handsome he was more than that. Everybody told him his name and you chatted a bit with him. Even when he wasn't talking to you he never stopped to watch you and you felt yourself blushing. He finally asked if you wanted to visit the hotel with him and you nodded timidly. Mary winked at you as you followed James out of the room. You had no idea of what you were doing since you never acted like that in your whole life.

The hotel was very luxurious with red geometric carpet, velvet armchairs, crystal chandeliers, wide stairs. You even remarked an elevator. The whole hotel transpired opulence and you remembered your father saying that the nouveaux riches always showed their prosperity to prove that they were wealthy. That was tasteless, ostentatious almost indecent according to him. but you didn't mind everything was so beautiful. You were lost in your thoughts when you realized that James was talking to you

_ Is it rude if I invite you to have a drink in my room my dear?

_ Yes it's coarse however I would love to.

_ Splendid!

James flashed a bright smile revealing his dimples and took your hand to lead you to his room. Your heart raced against your chest as you entered in the room 64. You sat on a chair and James poured you a glass of champagne. You thanked him and tried to relax. You didn't really know how to react in such situation.

_ My dear I've to admit that you even more beautiful than I expected. I was dying to meet you, I was so disappointed every time I received a negative answer to one of my invitation. To be honest I organized them to have the privilege to meet you one day. I'm so glad that my dream finally came true.

You were so uncomfortable but these revelations made your heart melt. Even if you didn't know him for a long time you were under his charm, he was good-looking, gentle, polite... Alas he was a nouveau riche and you knew that your parents would be mad if they knew that you were in his room alone.

_ Nonetheless Y/N I'm not a fool and I presume that your parents don't allow you to be there, I am right?

_ You are right and they think that I'm at Mary's mansion.

_ People talk and they will talk about you, the princess of Los Angeles, in my party. They will also probably say that you follow me to my room and they will imagine what we did there. Aren't you afraid that they discover that? James was very serious as he was afraid to ruin your reputation and put you in troubles.

_ I don't think they will. People talk true however my parents don't really talk to your guests, they are convinced that they are profligate, amoral, full of lies... thus they won't believe them.

James took your hand in his and gaze at you smiling. You spoke with him for the rest of the night when you heard someone knocked at the door. James opened it and Mary looked at you with watchful eyes.

_ Sorry to steal her from you Mister March but it's time for us to go.

_ Could you give us a minute and I will let her go.

_ Of course, Y/N I will wait in the reception room. Mary responded as she left the room.

James took a step closer to you, his face was so close to yours. You bit your lips nervously. You liked him a lot even if you barely knew him.

_ Y/N, I really enjoy this night with you and I wish this could never end. This day will probably stay as the best moment of my life. I will certainly sound like an idiot but I truly like you Y/N.

Your cheeks turned crimson and pecked his lips.

_ I wish I could make you my wife my dear. If only we were belonging to the same world. He sighed. Maybe I could see you later.

_ I would love to James. You whispered.

_ Meet at the Braly building in the 12th floor I will wait for you there every morning.

_ I will be there. You replied before leaving him reluctantly.

I was thinking to write a part 2 to this do you think that it's a good idea?