Life of a singer, popular, many adores you, engagement, endorsement, enthusiasm from your fans all over the stadium living a life full of fame and happiness. You thought. Your toxic Ex was one of the reason you couldn't fulfill your maximum happiness. You tried to move on with various dates, yet none of them can heal the wound. Except Lance Devonshire.

One of the most powerful person in the world, showcasing all of his hotels, wealth, power, fear, all above his head making him such arrogant yet a gentle person inside.

He met you when you just finished your Belgium tour, surprised he was there finishing his dirty works. Yes, this goodlooking man has his hands on to black markets itself, making this a dark secret not to show his sweetheart, you.

He fell inlove with you eversince he saw you without your makeup in the minimarket in belgium. The heartstruck he was feeling, despite knowing you were a singer.

Today, you were spending a lazy day with him. He was really tired after a week of business trip, he needed his space but you missed him dearly. You wanted to look for him in his house, ringing the doorbell and seeing his housemaid Brianna opening the door, it was sunday which she wasn't supposed to be working.

You wanted some clearance so you decided to ask him, yet again his tiredness got the best of him.

"I told her to come, no big deal." He knew how bad you were struggling with trust-issues yet again he didn't gave enough explanations, and your question was pushing his buttons.