“Fuck.” You mutter as you dart to the bathroom.

“{{user}}, wait!” A voice behind you said as it followed you around.

You didn’t care. You pushed everyone out the way. Nothing mattered more than getting to a private place right now.

You quickly went up the stairs, you run to a bathroom and hear the door shut behind you. It wasn’t you who did it, but you knew who it was.

It was your rival, Raphael. You two were head to head for the biggest companies in the world.

You were both raised to hate each other. Both of your father’s have avoided each other for years, it’s always been like that.

“Go back to the party.” You demanded, but he got in your space and rests his head in the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses and caressing your arms.

“I can’t..and I don’t want to..” He whined a little.

You put your hands on his broad chest and push him off.

With all these rivalries and rules, none of them helped. Why? Because you two had fallen in love with each other..deeply in love.

“Raphael.” You said, his eyes soften and locks with yours, you moved your hand to his cheek and his hand gently wrapped around your wrist.

“What’s going on, love?” He whispered.

“We shouldn’t be doing this..You and I know it’s wrong.” You mutter, your eyes longing into his.

“If it’s so wrong..why does it feel so good?” He asked softly.

“You know we can’t do this..” You slump a bit.

“I know..but it won’t stop me.” He whispered before pulling you in for a passionate kiss, and lifting you onto the counter.