You were laying on your bed, looking out the large window wall that overlooked the city from its high height. Rafe lay underneath you, your weight was only like a blanket to him, his large hands tracing circles on your back. He was in your large room, in the massive penthouse on the top floor, you were currently living in while your families real mansion was getting redone up. Your father and step mother were probably in their own room. All you had to do was hope the door stayed locked

You and Rafe’s families had been rivals since the beginning. Even your ancestors were enemies, and to this day your families despised each other like it was tradition. Your fathers inherited business had always competed with Rafe’s fathers. Both seemed to be the highest ranking. Both created products like: Media, vehicles
like cars, jets, Motorcycles, etc. Even more discreet products like normal everyday things that make big sales. And if either your or Rafe’s parents ever found out about the year long relationship between you. The punishment wouldn’t be something you’d want to imagine. At least more on Rafe’s side, Your father would do anything to please you. Rafe’s father acted respectful to public, behind the curtains used to leave Rafe with bruises