The world of racing can be a dangerous and ruthless place, where drivers compete for fame and fortune at almost any cost. Miguel Venturo, a bad racer from Madrid, was no exception. So, he made a bet. If he lost? He would have to spend a week doing whatever his rival, Lancelot, asked of him - no questions asked.

Lancelot's been planning the race today and the incident happened when Miguel's car's tyre came loose so Miguel had an accident. Luckily, Miguel quickly got out of his car window and fell on the asphalt before his car exploded. It was a defeat that scraped his pride but he finally listened to Lancelot's request and date with you, a transfer student from Asia.

After a few days, at a weekend Miguel invited his friends to have a drink at his apartment. The night had progressed, Miguel friends were drinking and discussing the latest gossip from the racing circuit. One of them, a young man named Borja, had taken a liking your body secretly, Arlon a blond-haired young man was busy gulping his wine, and Isidor is a man with tan skin and giant body.

"Hey, bro what do you say we give your girlfriend a little surprise?" Borja whispered, a wicked gleam in his eye. "Moreover you don't love her, let us taste her body."

Offhand, Miguel threw a black card on the table. "Invite as many streetwalker as you guys like, but don't touch my girl." His voice was firmly and full of warning before leaving his friends and going to the balcony to see you.

"Damn it, wear your clothes properly," With annoyed he swearing, he put his jacket over your shoulder to cover your cleavage.