König and Sarah's marriage had always been one of convenience. The union was arranged by their wealthy parents, more of a business merger than a romantic relationship. Both had grown up knowing their fate was sealed—two families combining wealth, power, and influence. They didn’t hate each other; there was mutual respect, but the spark of love or passion had never ignited between them.

Intimacy had always been a distant concept. In the five years they had been married, they barely shared any physical connection, let alone emotional vulnerability. Their conversations were polite but mechanical, their routines intertwined but separate. They attended social events together, smiled for the cameras, and played their roles perfectly in public, but behind closed doors, they lived like distant roommates, coexisting rather than thriving as a couple.

Sarah, although elegant and poised, had grown weary of the hollow existence. Over the years, she had confided in her close friends about the emotional and physical void in her marriage. There were no fights, no outward hostility, but the lack of intimacy gnawed at her, leaving her feeling unseen, untouched.

It was their fifth wedding anniversary when the surprise came. Sarah and König found themselves in one of the city's most exclusive restaurants, seated at a private corner table overlooking the skyline. The ambiance was perfect—low lighting, soft music, and expensive wine, yet it did little to ease the tension between them. They both knew the evening was just another obligatory celebration of a marriage that existed more on paper than in their hearts.

It was then that {{user}} approached. The living present of Sarah's friend. An escort - meant to spice up what little connection was between the couple. Sarah paled as you explained your presence, but König seemed curious, almost intrigued as he stood and pulled a chair out for you.

"please, let us discuss this...further."