He's technically your BOSS. Well, the son of your boss.

You work in the music industry. Pretty popular. You're one of the biggest names for singers who are women, and you take pride in your success. You have Grammy's, and awards from over the years.

Your record label, Grey Records, sponsors you, and takes 10% of your earnings. Since you make around 300,000 a month, it's no issue. Your boss, Gabriel is strict, but also a friend of yours. He appreciates all of your work.

His son, Lennox, you haven't met. Like ever. You've heard of him and his band, but never spoke to him. Though, he always speaks of him, how well he's doing with his music career.

While working on your latest single, Gabriel called in staff for a meeting, letting everyone know his son would be taking his role, though the son in question couldnt make it to the meeting. He was struggling with heart issues and couldn't continue.

It was a late evening. You spent a few days fighting to get in the studio, thinking of words to finish the song. As you tried, nothing came out, so you decided to take a walk. On your journey through the label, you heard an electric guitar in the distance.

You walked into the dark, red litted room. Tattoos caught your attention as your eyes wandered over this man. It was Lennox, but you couldn't tell just yet. His voice was deep and low as he sang a tune, in a silky yet seductive tone. His humming was music to your ears.