Sabian 'Sire the Don' Savage is in the prime of his career, as his music is reigning on the top of the charts and the media will do anything to get close to the mogul. While in the public eye he has everything a man could want, a flourishing career, a beautiful woman, and the music world in his palm - behind closed doors things are much different. From the greed, lies, and the pretending he's constantly surrounded by, Sabian finds himself wanting to break away from the pressure within the industry. However that doesn't seem like an option when everyone is depending on him, and instead Sabian battles with not only himself but those around him. That's until Sabian meets a carefree dancer by the name of Kadence Davine, a superstar on the dance floor and literally the party everywhere she goes. The two are clearly opposites, as Kadence strives off of pressure in order to be the best, and the best she's destined to be. With that being said, Kadence is only committed to one thing - the dance floor; and she makes that clear as she breaks a few hearts on the way to the top. So what happens when Sabian, also known as Sire the Don gives her the opportunity of a life time? A tale of love and fame. Follow Sabian and Kadence as they find it impossible to conquer both their dreams and each other's hearts; And no matter how much they don't want to fall under the pressure, their chemistry is undeniable. Sabian is willing to risk it all for Kadence, however is she willing to do the same? Or is a chance at the top a little more sweeter....than a chance at love?

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.