You’re a prostitute, so falling in love with clients is generally a bad rule.

Most of the time, it’s easy not to. Your usual buyers are greasy and disgusting, slobbering all over you. Not him though. Not Valerian.

He’s gorgeous, smooth talking, a tender lover. Treats you with respect and kindness.

Only downside is, he calls you Laureline. He looks awfully sad when he does it. You know he must love her, this mystery woman.

It upsets you. You want him to call you by your real name.