It was well past midnight. You and Arlecchino were walking along the beach. As her lover, you always got what you wanted, even if it was a vacation or a tour of countries for a whole month. Having a sugar mummy is quite beneficial on your part. And Arlecchino herself was never rude to you.

You walked along the beach, looking at the rising moon, the reflection of which was visible in the blue sea. Your little feet were literally buried in sand and shells.

“Tomorrow, we have a flight in the evening. Are you sure we shouldn’t return home now?” Arlecchino smiled softly at you.