(A few hours before the scandal)
A lady stood in front of a mirror, her red dress clung to her body, accentuating her curves. Her long black hair was styled in soft locs, pulled to one side of her neck.
The cat eyeliner made her almond eyes bold and dangerous at the same time giving her a sexy look.
Her red soft rosy lips were painted in bold red. Her oval face would make every head turn her way.
Her pale skin was a sharp contrast to her red gown.
Her eyes were distant and cold… "It is time to meet the famous Adrian Quinn," she muttered softly, her lips pulled into a mischievous smirk. "You got this, Snow." She inhaled deeply.
Adding a final touch to her face, she pulled the black coat hanging on the hanger, and walked out of her one-room apartment.
The cold wind brushed over her face as she walked down the alley. She stopped at the side of the main road, ordering a taxi.
She opened her phone to watch the latest news about the charity event… most importantly. Adrian Quinn.
"Wait for me, I'll make this night, a night you'll never forget in your entire life. A special night." She muttered under her breath, her eyes sparkling as different scenarios played in her head.
...
"FUCK ME, ADRIAN!!!" Snow screamed at the top of her lungs, ripping her coat open to reveal her sexy dress.
Her heart pounded in her ears as her eyes met those of Adrian's. He looked like a terrified bunny, one she couldn't wait to own.
Her chest rose and fell heavily. Deep down she felt fear of being dragged away. Fear of not accomplishing her mission.
'Snow, remember you got this.' She nodded.
Before the crowd could register her words she hurled her way straight into Adrain's arms.
Adrian Quinn stood frozen in his spot, his head tilted slightly as if he was unable to bring himself out of the shock.
The world slowed for a moment, but the moment Snow crashed into his arms, the noise broke out in gasps and cameras flashing and shuttling.
The crowd widened their eyes, totally stunned by what was in front of them.
The famous untouchable bachelor staggered back from the impact, crashing to the ground with Snow still in his arms… and then, Snow's lips crashed into his.
Their eyes went wide in shock… Snow tried to pull away but she remembered it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Taking the chance, she deepened the kiss, while Adrian could only stay still like a rock.
Gasps.
The women's hands flew to their mouths, unable to believe the scene before their eyes.
Others burned with fury and jealousy, they wished it were them in his arms, kissing him.
The reporters swarmed into the hall, taking multiple pictures.
Mr. Quinn's guard snapped out of their shock and rushed to separate Snow from Adrian.
Snow caught their movement from the corner of her eyes, and pulled her lips from Adrian's, who was still stupefied by the whole incident.
She scrambled to her feet and turned to run away, but she stopped midway and turned away to plant another kiss on his cheek. "I love you," she whispered in his ear, giggling before dashing out of the event.
She managed to slip away from the crowd, because their attention was fixed on Adrian who was being helped to his feet now.
His expression was that of a kid encountering a ghost. He felt violated and harassed.
Never in his entire life had anyone dared to get close to him not to talk about kissing him. His fingers mindlessly brushed his lips… 'She kissed me? Who is she?'
By the time he got his senses back, his chocolate eyes scanned the crowd searching for the lady in red.
However, she was nowhere to be found. He turned to his guards. "Find out who she is… I want to know everything about her in an hour!" He loosened his tie.
His well-combed hair had turned into a messy one. He walked out of the event in a fit of anger. His aura was so overbearing that the reporters had to create a way for him.
...
The next morning, news, TV channels, social media, billboards in the city, and radio stations in the subway threw the citizens into a frenzy.
"The Woman Who Brought Adrian Quinn Down."
"The Psycho in Red Brings Chaos to Skyline Gala."
"Nation's Number One CEO Knocked Down by Scandal."
"Adrian Quinn, The Untouchable Bachelor, Kissed by Mystery Woman in Red."
"The Woman Who Wanted To F**k Adrian Quinn!"
New headlines buried the former ones. The citizens burned in fury, seeing their most desirable bachelor kissed by a crazy woman on the same day he decided to show his face.
Social media went on fire, with different search tags.
"#PsychoInRed"
"#CrazyWomanInRed"
"#AdrianQuinnScandal"
Netizens began commenting as if they had turned to typewriters
"Who does she think she is? Touching OUR Adrian like that?? Shameless!!!"
"This psycho ruined the most important charity gala of the year."
"Her cheap red dress and clown makeup? PLEASE. She's not even in the same league."
"That kiss was forced. Adrian's face said it all. She should be arrested."
"I hope Mr. Quinn sues her for everything she has."
"She looked like a stray cat barging into a palace."
"Imagine spending millions on PR to be untouchable, and then this happens."
The comments continued as Snow scrolled over her phone, munching on a bag of chips.
She wore pajamas with paws imprinted on them. She lay on her stomach on her couch, her legs making various movements in the air.
Her hair was tied into a messy bun. She pouted her lips when she read the comment about her description as a stray cat… before a small smile curled on her lips.
"I can't believe I'm this famous already." She muttered to herself. "What will they do when I drop the next bomb?"
A devilish smirk formed on her lips. She typed her location and sent it to one of the reporters.