14-Lyrics, Chaos, Forbidden Temptations.

DANTE.

Sorting through paperwork, I felt the night's rhythm humming outside the building. I juggled with the increasing workload while still contending with my father's persistent efforts to force a collaboration I want no part in, I need him to grasp that he no longer owns me or this company. I've built it up through my own hard work, not his.

My thoughts has also been consumed by a particular brunette – someone I shouldn't be dwelling on, someone who shouldn't even be on my mind. Perhaps it's her infuriating and irksome nature that leads me to think about her, and damn, it's getting on my nerves.

The phone suddenly rang, and Izzy's name flashed on my screen.

Answering, a mix of muffled voices and background noise spilled out.

"Dante! You won't believe it! No wait, first of all, I was thinking you'd be busy with some random chick," Izzy slurred over the phone.

"Where the fuck are you, Izzy?"

"Oh, I'm at this party with Izzy and Olivia—oops, I'm Izzy. I'm at a party with Emma and Oll