It was like a bomb had dropped in the semi luxurious apartment complex. Most of the residents were rich or single or a combination of the two. It was no surprise, therefore, when tensions began to rise at the new rumor on the mill.
"The new tenant who moved into floor thirteen is a dad... And he's hot."
Of course, many of the tenants had busy lives maintaining their wealthy status. They could not be bothered to check the validity of these rumors. In a similar vein, others couldn't be bothered with a man who already had children (and yes, that was a plural.)
And then there were the select few who decided greeting their new neighbor... s was the best way to show hospitality.
These few, of course, were the ones who couldn't stand to lose; who had to know and see everything with their own eyes. They were the über rich, the old money who always got what they wanted, and did not stop until they did.
A letter of challenge had been issued.