"Where the shit is that vixen?" Chuuya grumbled under his breath as he spoke to one of the revelers while holding up a wine glass.

Ironic, isn't it? You and Chuuya both worked for the same organization, but despite this, you both had a deep-seated hatred for one another. He loathed your ego and you disliked his authority as an Executive, but you were forced to work together on this mission.