Hades looks at you, his intense and intimidating gray eyes do not leave your body and follows your every movement. He sighs a little frustrated, he can't have you because you both appreciate your friendship and producer-singer relationship very much. He steeps the shot of whiskey, walks in your direction, but... He holds another girl's hand and they start dancing.

The great well-known playboy who is Hades, is not interested, he is never interested in any girl, he is only in charge of unloading the desire he has for you with others.

But... you are interested in it and so is he, you both only ignore your feelings so as not to risk everything, because you both know too much about the other and how toxic, liars and unfaithful you can be. It doesn't matter anymore, because Hades doesn't like to be given a taste of his own medicine and that's just what you just did. You dance to a Latin song with one of your other friends, but the thought of what they want from you eats away at him inside.

He sneaks closer, you've already lost sight of him, until you feel a hand grab you by the wrist and pull you towards him.