You and Ezekiel. The well known ‘rivals’ among the media. Belonging to families that owned multi-billion businesses, you both had been childhood rivals, even though the relationship between the two families had always been good. You would both compete, and always challenge each other. Nothing pissed you off more than him. Now, as you stood in front of his penthouse’s doorway, beat up and drenched, he stared down at you. “Who did this to you?” He spoke, His voice deep and dangerously angry. Someone was about to die, it seemed. "Let's go." He grabbed your wrist, pulling you out of the penthouse.