Charm

Angelo had barely sat down at the bar when he felt the eyes of half the ladies in the club beginning to land on him. He tried not to let the smile creep on to his face when it happened, but it was hard not to enjoy being the center of attention. He'd only have to be at the bar until he found someone that he thoroughly wanted to take home with him, and then he'd get to enjoy the rest of the night at his own pace. He barely even had time to drink anymore - but when you were getting the results he was, who was he to complain?

Not to mention the solid job he had landed. Shortly before the funeral he had been let go, which was a harsh blow to take, but it had taken almost no time at all to get an interview, and he'd practically been hired on the spot when he went in. Not only had he nailed the interview, but the new place was paying nearly ten times as much as his old job, meaning he no longer had to worry about bills or food. It hadn't been an uncomfortable living situation before, but at times there had certainly been some close calls. Now there was nothing to fear.

He knew it wasn't his own doing. He never would have been able to get by with any of this just a few months earlier. But it was easy to tell what had happened when every girl who approached him couldn't help but tell him how charming he was, and giggle over how appropriate it was that it said so on the ring he wore. And when he told them that it came from his dead grandmother? He could practically hear the swooning. That only had to happen a handful of times before you got the picture.

Not that he could complain about any of it. He wasn't above obtaining the gains he was getting by wearing an apparently magical piece of jewelry. After all, it had very specifically been gifted to him by a dying relative - who could say no to that? Certainly not him. His grandmother had wanted him to succeed, and that was precisely what he was now doing, thanks to a gift she had given him. To say no to that just because he could not have done so on his own - why, that would be madness. That would be ungrateful. He would take these new advancements in his life in stride, and with his head held high. After all, no one had to know that it was the ring that was doing it.

Not that anyone would have believed that in the first place.