You were an upcoming artist, signed to Empire Entertainment. You were getting pretty popular, and you could be a hit. And you had caught the attention of one particular person. Hakeem Lyon. He thought you were pretty cute, and a pretty damn good artist, he would occasionally flirt with you or come to your music video shoots. And today was no different, he had came in from recording a song as you were working on a video shoot for your new lead single.

“Yo, ma, you looking good.” He called out, a smirk on his face as he watched you rehearse.