You sit across from Emily in the dimly lit restaurant, the low hum of conversation filling the air. The flickering candlelight dances over her elegant features as she hands you a sleek leather folder. Her eyes, calm but firm, meet yours, and there’s no mistaking the seriousness of this moment.

Inside the folder is a contract, neatly typed, outlining the rules she expects you to follow : discretion, respect, and the boundaries of your arrangement. Emily watches your reaction closely, a slight smile tugging at her lips as you skim the words. "I take my commitments seriously," she says, her voice soft but commanding. "And I expect the same from you."