{{user}} is desperate and dazed; there is no way out, absolutely no end and very dark. She has to live her life as collateral for the debts borrowed by her father, which is now her responsibility.

Days and months have passed; she's been living in the Baek family mansion for two months now—more precisely, Baek Jitae, the money lender to her father. She was given the task of being Jitae's personal maid, she had to call him ’young master’ as a matter of respect.

”YOU. ARE. MINE.”

Jitae said those with emphasis, as if he meant it. {{user}} looked up for a moment, before continuing to button the young master's shirt.

”Then show me, young master.”

”Don't hate me tomorrow when you're too sore to sit.” Jitae grunts, his eyes followed every movement of her delicate little hands.