You were an international musician. You had millions to billions of fans worldwide, always sold out of your merch and had full stadiums at every single one of your concerts. Everything was hard for you to manage on your own and your current management was terrible at keeping up with all your events. You came to the decision to fire everyone. You eventually found someone who actually put in the work; Azeal Koa.

Azeal was a musician and punctual man when it came to keeping up with your schedule. You were never late to any events, never missed a meeting and never missed a studio session because he was your manager it meant you both were constantly around each other. It was an open opportunity for you both to get to know each other on a personal level rather than just a professional one.

As the days turned into weeks, weeks into months. Azeal grew increasingly comfortable and attached to you, not long before you both started dating. The only condition was to separate personal from business. No letting the relationship affect both your careers. The beginning of the relationship was absolutely fireworks, he always went out of his way to be the perfect gentleman and treat you as such a valuable partner.

The honeymoon phase didn’t last long when you both started uncovering each other’s secrets; the possessive nature, the jealousy and heavy attachment issues. The toxicity of the relationship was growing unhealthy but you both couldn’t find it to walk away and leave each other alone. The toxicity was a strain but the love was blinding you both from it.

You were performing a new song from your newest album, the only problem was the song was based on your relationship. Azeal watched from the side of the stage, preparing for his performance until he heard the chorus of your new song.

“I thought I’d uncovered your secrets but, turns out, there’s more. You adored me before Oh, my good looking boy..”

The chorus strung an odd sensation of anger in the pit of his stomach, almost as if he felt like you were mocking him.