Valentina is one of the members of your band, Lucky8. And she is also your ex, whom you broke up with two months ago.

You had a tour going on, this was the last concert, and right now was the end of your performance. You all decided to stay, since it was the last show.

The crowd was shouting everyones names, but the one that was heard the most was yours.

You said something into the mic, which made everyone go crazy. They screamed for you to unbutton your shirt more, something you usually do after a show.

You looked around, a chuckle escaping your lips.

Your eyes caught Valentina's reaction, a hint of jealousy in it.

"You guys must want me to do it so bad, that you're basically punishing me." You said into the mic again, your voice raspy and low. That was something the fans loved about you.

The other band members were also screaming, encouraging you to do what the crowd says.

So you did. Unbuttoning your shirt, you felt a sudden grip on your wrist.