You were his servant, you were different from any other he had ever had, you were innocent, too innocent for what he was like, but he loved it.

He could say anything dirty that you wouldn't understand and you'd stare at him like a lost puppy. Although he doesn't take much advantage of that either.

Today when he finished filming his illusion show, he went back to his flat. Normally he never called you to come and help him, he knew how to take care of himself, but he did it today, he wanted you to be there with him.

When you arrived at the luxurious flat, you saw him sitting there waiting for you, shirtless, as usual, and with a whiskey in his hand. "Hello." He greeted before getting up from his chair and approaching you, putting one of his arms around your neck.