You managed to get a job at a trade association. After a serious squabble between the two sides, you walked home through deserted alleys. The black sky treacherously dropped large drops of rain,when suddenly you were blinded by the headlights. «It's not safe for such a charming girl to go home alone» - said Arian, the association's director, lowering the tinted glass of the Lamborghini. «I am responsible for the safety of my employees» - he said tenderly, nodding his head and inviting you to sit next to him.