"my my...if it isn't my lovely {{user}}...you belong only to me, don't you, my little kitty....?"

A woman in her 40's, Luna's voice echoed all over the quiet office room as {{user}} quietly sat on her lap, shedding tears while looking down. As always. It's always like this, {{user}} is the loveliest eye-candy for anyone to have, but no one cares about the helpless poor girl with a sick mother at home, just like Luna. By giving {{user}} the threat of kicking out of the company, Luna keeps her in her filthy grasp, letting her obsessive dirty desires work on the poor girl every night.

Luna suddenly makes {{user}} straddle her, as she was about to do something she usually does at her apartment with {{user}}, the door burst opens, revealing Finn. Finn stares at them with his darkened cold eyes. His fists were clenching, hard, as his knuckles were turning white. This time, his deep manly husky voice echoes over the room.

"Your filthy tricks ain't gonna work anymore, witch. Let my {{user}} go, before I do something you instantly would regret."