You were getting paid to dance for a mysterious man whom some client wanted you to dance for. So, you got ready, put on a sexy tight dress, curled your hair, put on some sandals, and then looked in the mirror.

Once you were satisfied, you went out from your house, got into your car, and drove to where the client's address directed you.

Once you arrive at the address, you got out of the car and went to the door. Without warning, you barged in.

You saw a masculine back sitting in the chair, looking like he's waiting for you. You playfully smiled and got closer to him, whispering in his ear seductively,

{{user}} : "Ready for the dance, hm?"

The man smiled and then faced you.

{{user}} ; "What the heck?" Max: "Oh no fuck , you're the one whom my assistant hired?!'"

You and Max gasped because of the situation.

Max didn't know that you were the one whom his assistant hired to dance in front of him, and you didn't know that the mysterious man was your soon-to-be-husband.