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Her Drunken Mistake
Lillian laughed as she was swarmed by her friends, family and the other ice skaters she works with. "You beat Macy Bellegarde. Nobody has ever beat her before. She's the best ice skater in the world." Her friend Natasha squeals which makes Lillian smile even more.
"Well then. I guess the world has a knew best. After this I think we need to celebrate." She says happily, her happiness sparkling in her eyes as she collects her trophy and holds it high above her head. The light making the gold shine.
Beside her Macy was scowling. Lillian was always second. She had never beaten her in a competition before. She has never been beaten before in general. She was always the best, right from the start. As she watches Lillian being cheered for, her anger rose and she muttered to herself. "Je me vengerai." I will get my revenge.

Lillian sat in an LA bar laughing, a drink in her hand, her friends and family drinking and laughing with her. Her friends dragged her to the dance floor where they danced, laughed and drank some more. Soon they began to get ditzy and slightly drunk.
Lillian stumbled from the dance floor and accidentally bumped into someone. She looks up to see a handsome face looking back at her. She recognized him instantly, who wouldn't be able to recognize Alex Stone, one of the 8 Riches. Perfect blonde hair and brown eyes that lured every girl in. He's always been Lillians favourite out of the 8 Riches.
He looked her up and down slowly before taking a sip of his champagne. "I'm sorry." Lillian says quickly and looks down, only to sway on her feet. Alex grabs her arm before she fell.
"I haven't seen you around before." He says as he looks her straight in the eye.
Lillian swallows nervously, she's never been close to such a handsome male before. Let alone one of the 8 Riches. All she's ever done is admire them from afar, knowing she wouldn't have a chance. "1, I only turned 21 a couple weeks back. 2, I don't go out unless it's a special occasion." She says and closes her eyes for a second as her eyesight blurred.
When she opened them Alex was smiling. "You should sit down so you don't injure yourself." He leads her over to a small table and sat her down in the seat. Lillian watched as Alex sat opposite her.
"Lillian. You have to try this." Natasha stumbles over with two cocktails in her hands.
Lillian takes one and sips it curiously. She smiles. "It's good." Natasha sees Alex sitting opposite Lillian and her eyes widen. She giggled drunkenly and sends a wink at Lillian before stumbling off.
"Friend?" Alex asks.
Lillian nods.
"You said you don't go out unless it's a special occasion. What's this occasion?" He asks and Lillian downs the cocktail in one go and leans back in her seat, eyeing Alex closely.
"I just one an ice skating competition. I'm the first person to ever beat Macy Bellegarde. Also the first to get perfect scores. I'm now best in the world." She replies and waves over a bartender.
"One of those cocktails that Natasha ordered before. Make sure to keep them coming." She orders with a smile.
"So you're an ice skater. Will I know your name?" Alex asks as he finishes his champagne, almost immediately another is placed in front of him.
"No. I wouldn't think so." Lillian takes her drink from the bartender and takes a large mouthful.
"May I have it anyway?" A smirk begins to work onto his lips.
"You're very handsome when you smirk." Lillian says aloud as she cocks her head to the side. "My names Lillian. Lillian Morgan."
"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." Alex compliments and Lillian laughs.
"Are you trying to seduce me into sleeping with you Mr Stone?" She asks as she finishes her cocktail which is soon replaced with another.
"Depends. Is it working?" Alex asks with a coy smile.
Lillian smiles back. "Maybe." She bites her lip before sipping her cocktail.
She knew she was getting drunk. Yet she just didn't care.
Not at this moment anyway.
After an hour of laughing and talking Lillian and Alex are both quite drunk. "Would you like to accompany me to the second floor?" Alex asks as he leans over the table.
Lillian leans forwards so they were face to face. "That depends. Why do you want me to join?" She then giggled and got out of her seat and disappeared into the crowd.
Alex stood and looked around yet somehow he couldn't spot the pretty redhead anywhere. He begins to walk through the crowd, swaying ever so slightly on his feet as he shrugged off any clingy, drunk woman. Suddenly someone walks up behind him and wraps their arms around his waist. "Looking for me?" They whisper and Alex turns to see Lillian smirking up at him. He leans down and rests his forehead against hers.
"Who else would I be looking for?" He murmurs.
"A more beautiful woman." She puts unhappily, her brow crinkling.
"No such person exists." Alex replies quietly and Lillian smiles.
"I think I might just take you up on that offer of accompanying you to the second floor." She says and Alex takes her hand, leading her to the stairs.
As the climb the staircase Lillian stumbles and Alex sweeps her into his arms. She giggles as he carries her the rest of the way. He opens the door to one of the rooms with his foot and carries her inside. She wiggles from his arms and watches him as he closes the door and locks it.
Lillian bites her lip as he slowly walked towards her, unbuttoning his shirt as he went and dropping it to the floor. In a swift movement Lillian has him laying on his back with her straddling him and kissing his neck. "How did you do that?" He asks as he closes his eyes.
"My father was an army general before he died a couple years ago. He taught me a few things." She replies as she slides her body down, tracing the hard lines of his chest with soft kisses as she went.
Alex moans gently. "A general? You must have met some high ranking people." He says, trying to contain himself.
Lillian works her way back up and kissed his jaw. "I've met a lot of people. Now why don't we stop talking with our mouths?" She stops and looks him in the eye.
Alex smiles slowly.
"As you request." He swiftly flips them over and kisses her neck and collarbone, making Lillian gasp and moan in pleasure.

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