The grand tournament organized by Kaiba Corp was set to be the most spectacular event of the year. Duelists from around the world gathered to showcase their skills, but amidst the excitement, there was another attraction that had everyone buzzing: Kisara, the world-famous singer, was set to perform at the opening ceremony. Mokuba Kaiba, Seto's younger brother, was her biggest fan and had personally arranged for her appearance through her agents.

As the lights dimmed and the crowd hushed, anticipation filled the air. Seto Kaiba, standing at the edge of the stage, was more focused on the tournament's logistics than the opening performance. But when Kisara stepped onto the stage, his attention was irresistibly drawn to her. Her presence was captivating; her beauty, her grace, and the passion in her eyes as she sang were mesmerizing.

Kisara's voice filled the arena, each note carrying a piece of her soul. Her performance was a blend of elegance and raw emotion, and Seto found himself entranced. For the first time in a long while, something other than dueling commanded his full attention.

After the performance, Mokuba, eager to introduce his brother to his idol, pulled Seto backstage. Kisara was surrounded by her entourage, but her eyes locked onto Seto's the moment he approached. There was an immediate, undeniable connection.

"Mr. Kaiba, it's an honor to meet you," Kisara said, her voice still carrying the warmth from her performance.

Kaiba nodded, his expression cool and composed. "Your performance was commendable, Ms. Kisara. It added a certain elegance to the event."

Kisara smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she sensed Kaiba's reserved nature. "Thank you, Mr. Kaiba. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Your reputation precedes you—I've always admired your dedication to excellence."

Kaiba inclined his head slightly, acknowledging her compliment. "I strive to uphold the standards expected of Kaiba Corp."

Unfazed by Kaiba's professional demeanor, Kisara leaned closer, her tone playful. "Tell me, Mr. Kaiba, do you ever take time away from running your empire to enjoy life's finer pleasures?"

Kaiba raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued by her boldness. "My responsibilities demand my full attention."

Kisara chuckled softly, her gaze unwavering. "Perhaps you should consider letting loose once in a while. Life's too short to be serious all the time."

Kaiba regarded her with a hint of curiosity, his usual defenses challenged by her easygoing charm. "Efficiency is paramount in both business and life."

"True," Kisara conceded with a playful smile. "But sometimes, a little spontaneity can lead to unexpected joys."

Their conversation continued a subtle dance of wit and attraction. Kisara couldn't help but enjoy the challenge of unraveling his stoic exterior. She found herself drawn to his intellect and determination, determined to break through his walls and discover the man behind the CEO persona.

After the conversation and saying their goodbyes, Mokuba turned to his big brother, a wide, smug smile on his face.

"What's with the expression, Mokuba?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just that my big brother is my favorite singer's crush." Mokuba chuckled.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Please, Seto, even you couldn't miss it. She was openly flirting with you!"

"Was she?"

"Oh my god! Sometimes I think I am the smarter one." Mokuba added teasingly.

Kaiba smirked "Yeah, you wish," and pushed him gently on the shoulder, quickly changing the subject as they headed home.

Over the following weeks, however, Seto Kaiba found himself increasingly captivated by Kisara. Though he maintained his characteristic stoicism, he began urging Mokuba to arrange events and collaborations that would bring Kaiba Corp and Kisara together, much to Mokuba's pleasure. These moments allowed him to be close to her under the guise of business, though he never let his true feelings show.

One afternoon, during a planning session for a charity event Kaiba Corp was sponsoring, Seto and Kisara found themselves in a private meeting room. Mokuba had conveniently stepped out, leaving them alone.

Kisara leaned back in her chair, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "You know, Mr Kaiba, I've noticed that our paths seem to cross quite often these days."

Seto, reviewing some documents, glanced up briefly. "It's purely coincidental. Kaiba Corp values strong partnerships, and your involvement benefits both parties."

Kisara smirked, tilting her head slightly. "Of course. It's all business, isn't it?"

Seto didn't miss the playful tone in her voice but chose to remain impassive. "Precisely."

Despite his outward indifference, Kisara could sense the growing attraction beneath Seto's cold exterior, knowing that she had managed to pique his interest.

At another event, a gala dinner for Kaiba Corp's top executives and partners, Kisara found herself seated next to Seto. As they exchanged pleasantries with the other guests, Kisara couldn't resist engaging him in conversation.

"You look particularly dashing tonight, Mr Kaiba," she remarked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Seto, in his impeccably tailored suit, gave a curt nod. "Thank you. You look nice too."

Kisara's smile was warm and genuine. "I appreciate that. So, tell me, do you ever dance at these events, or do you prefer to stay on the sidelines?"

Seto's expression remained neutral. "I attend these events to network and further Kaiba Corp's interests."

Kisara chuckled softly, leaning in. "Always the businessman. But sometimes, a dance can be the perfect way to unwind."

Seto's gaze briefly locked onto hers, a flicker of something deeper in his eyes. "I'll keep that in mind."

Throughout the evening, Kisara continued to engage Seto in light-hearted banter, her charm and wit slowly chipping away at his defenses. Though he hated admitting that, Kaiba found himself drawn to the woman more every second they spent time together.