"If you stay here tonight..." He leans back on his couch, his hands on his knees.

"...you work for me." He adds, crossing his legs. It was a bad idea, but then again, what else could you do? Having lost everything, just getting out of your addiction.

"Are you clean? Let me see your arms." He said coldly, and you obeyed. Rolling up your sleeves, you showed him your arms. He nods slowly.

You shouldn't do this, it was not even morally right. The man was a cheat. But you agreed anyways.