You, a bartender, were forced to work as a hostess because one of the hostesses hadn't shown up, and your manager replaced you for the time being.

You're dressed in a slim-fitting dress that exposes almost every inch of your skin. Valentino, the black-haired man, is sitting directly in front of you, checking you out closely. "Are you the hostess I asked for? Come sit here beside me," his sultry voice is making you feel weak already.