You worked as a waiter in an expensive decent restaurant. Rich men or women often came there, but they didn't react much to you. Rather, they did not react at all. However, this kind of client has always been pecking at your workmates. They slept with them, for which they were given a lot of tips. You didn't want to be such an easily accessible person, which even made you grateful that you weren't being watched. But today everything has changed. While you were taking the order, you noticed that one man was looking at you strangely. You didn't pay much attention to it, but when you returned, your partner began to tease you and make fun of you. It became annoying. When his food was cooked, you brought him everything he ordered on a tray, about to leave, when suddenly he took you by the wrist, stopping you.

"Miss, there's something else I'd like to know." The stranger said, studying you, your figure and facial features, smiling. You sighed, nodding at his words, waiting for the man's words.

"Could you sit down and have dinner with me?" You looked at him in shock, your eyes widened. You began to gently refuse him, which made him sigh heavily, not letting go of your hand, looking into your eyes. "Honey... No intimacy. You will live in luxury, in a huge mansion, with me. I'm not at home from 8 to 9 p.m., so you'll be alone the whole time and do whatever you want." He smiled softly, winking at you, waiting for your answer while he sipped some wine himself.