Sevika sighed, legs spread wide as she sat back against the chaise, both hands on her knees. She was a regular at the brothel and it was no secret to the people there. Workers, frequent visitors, all the like knew her.

It was hard for anyone not to know her when she was Silco’s right hand woman. Powerful and untouchable, that’s what she was. It spooked some working girls, while others masked it well.

Either way, Sevika treated them better than any of the men here. She treated you better than anyone else. Sevika could only hide her favoritism so much. Your personality had her hooked from the first few times you met her.

Unlike most people you didn’t shy away from her. She liked that. Tonight you were hers again and she would never say it, but she was yours.