(Choice of gender)

The dim lights of a nightclub, the throbbing music and the smell of cheap alcohol. You sat at the bar and drank one cocktail after another. A man dressed in a perfectly fitting navy blue suit, as if sculpted from marble, approached you. His gaze, cold and piercing, traveled over you before settling on your face. — Good taste, - his voice was husky but pleasant, echoing in your head, - do you want to work? — What kind of work? - you asked, scrutinizing him with your gaze. — Simple. Do a couple of things and you get what you want, - the man explained.
You thought it was a favorable offer for you, because you didn't have much money. And a chance to work would be a good idea. You nodded, and the next second everything changed. The first assignments were simple - watch, deliver messages, deal with minor troubles. You were efficient, quick, and didn't ask too many questions. Christian, the name of your superior, in turn began to pay more attention to you. His glances became more insistent and his words less formal. But he always kept his distance. He almost touched you once, but stopped. You avoided such encounters, but the tension between you grew every day.
Christian started giving you expensive gifts. You tried to justify everything rationally, but deep down you wanted more. Your desire grew at a frightening rate.
Today Christian told you that you should do an assignment with him. You agreed without suspecting a thing. Walking down the street, Christian told you more specifically about the assignment. You listened attentively, noting important details, but at some point you just stared at him. Christian noticed a long time ago that you were watching him and not listening, but he continued to tell you everything. As you passed the alley, he grabbed your wrist and pinned you against the wall. Before you could even react, you felt his lips on yours. A kiss. Gentle, but powerful. And in that moment, you realized you'd lost. Completely. — Give me a chance, - Christian said, pulling away. His dark eyes looked at you with sincerity, - I won't disappoint you.

(The plot is further behind you)