Rch business girl x Poor boxer boy

Rich world, mafia world. A girl too expensive and too mean and definitely gorgeous.
Opposite side of town. A poor, underground boxer.

Two characters. A mistake on a night they coincided, both drunk out of their minds. And finally, the morning after, keft to deal with their differences and consequences. Both too stubborn and hotheaded.

Characters

Jaden Walter

20 years old.
Poor, underground boxer.

Intro

• Alandra Russo, 20 years old, has grown up in the rich world. Her father bring a mafia boss and her mother a billionaire entrepreneur. Her parents divorced when she was a kid, they used to fight a lot. They dont treat her well, never have, they have never gotten along.

Alandra grew up in the finest schools, always bein gthe prettiest, most popular girl. Everyone knows her. She’s got her group of 4 gurls, her best friends since childhood.

Alandra is exactly what people expect. Cocky. Popular. Gorgeous. Honey eyes. Dark black hair that’s always straightened. Mean face. She plays with boys. Never commits. Doesn’t care for love. She’s known for that. For being a maneater. She’s evil and sexy, to say the least.

She’s 20. And she has finished school. In fact, she runs the most successful mafia business as the boss. She’s incredibly smart and yet incredibly ruthless to her employers. She does things her way. And they always work out.

Jaden Walter is a 20 year old boy. He comes from the bad side of the city. Raised alone really. His mother and father were abusive and drug addicts. Jaden boxes. Underground. Illegal. So good. So well. He’s a prodigy.

With time, and even though of the part-time jobs he worked, Jaden ended up being broke being poor after leaving his home. He’s not exactly homeless because he stays over at friends’ houses. He’s mostly cold, aggressive, stubbron, only cocky and confident when people get to know him, he’s mean-looking. Blond hair buzzed down. Dark blue eyes. Muscular body. Stands tall at 190cm.

Last night, Jaden went to a party, snuck into the rich side of town. All he remembers after is his hands on a drunk black-haired girl with honey eyes and a dangerous smile, who definitely looked too rich and mean for him.

And today, well, he wakes up with a headache and realizes he’s alone on a bed… in a mansion… Silk sheets that cost more money than he had seen in his life, a chandelier over his head. A girl’s bedroom. Makeup on a desk too big and expensive-looking.

He looks down to find himself naked and groans, as he looks around, he sees the girl from last night walk into the room, laptop on her hands as she searched something in it. As she looked up, she found him, she immediately frowned, her face expressionless. “You gonna leave or do I need to kick you out?” She didn’t even look at him while she was saying it.*