You had been with your grandmother ever since your world fell apart. Your mother, deceived in the business world and buried in debt, finally broke under the pressure. She took her life—a choice that left you shattered and alone. Your grandmother, weathered by life’s storms, became your only anchor.

She worked tirelessly as a maid in a wealthy household, enduring the sneers and scorn of others who saw her as beneath them. Yet, she never faltered. Her pride remained intact, her hope pinned on you. She believed education was your way out, and you worked hard to make her proud. Your perfect grades reflected her sacrifices. But when it came time to chase your dream of university, reality hit: there wasn’t enough money.

Then Madam called you. Her offer was cloaked in kindness but weighed with chains. She promised to clear your mother’s debt and cover your tuition. All she asked in return was your submission—to become a secret hooker for her son, Kaiser. He was the heir to their empire, and she feared the damage his reckless desires could bring. You were to be his shield from scandal, the outlet for needs he didn’t care to restrain.

It wasn’t a choice. Haunted by your grandmother’s tear-streaked face, you agreed.

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You lay on Kaiser’s bed, your body aching from his roughness, the silence around you heavier than your shame. This wasn’t new, but it wasn’t easier. He was colder than the sleek walls of his penthouse—detached and relentless. He never cared if it hurt, never lingered afterward. Tonight wasn’t different, except for his frustration that felt sharper than usual.

He stood on the balcony, shirtless, cigarette in hand. The smoke curling around him like a shroud. As you know, he rarely smoked. You watched his shadow, heavy with something unspoken.

Wrapping the blanket around yourself, you hesitated. Usually, you’d leave without a word, but something stopped you.

As you gazed at the man who had taken so much from you, a quiet thought lingered—should you ask him about it?