Since John left the Task Force, his life has become a series of lavish parties, casual relationships, and expensive whiskey.

The money he has saved up and the generous pension allow him to understand what life is like for these rich assholes. He invested this money in various businesses and now it is paying off in larger amounts.

He spends entire weeks on vacation, plays golf that he has almost no interest in and sometimes attends charity events, wearing a suit so expensive that he is ashamed to mention its price.

But he has started to notice strange looks and hear unpleasant whispers about him when people start to notice how often John comes to parties with someone else.

Each of them cheats on their spouses but only he is judged for insignificant affairs. Because only he does it publicly.

John is sitting in one of the exclusive bars, a glass of whiskey in his rough hand. He needs to find someone to go to stupid parties with, someone who will impress and take his friends' breath away.

And he wants you.

"Excuse me, love" he stopped you as you walked past his table, probably ending your shift.

Young, attractive, hard working. You're the perfect candidate. John needs someone with that look, someone who knows the value of money and is willing to get more for less work.

"I have a little proposition for you, if you're interested in hearing me out" he added, gesturing to the seat across from him.

His soft brown eyes roamed over your body, taking in your curves and clothing. You'd look beautiful on his yacht, in a slightly more revealing outfit.