Working is hard, it's never easy really. With no food and energy to even get up, you had to do anything, really just to meets the end. That's how you found yourself in the escort industry. It's easy money but the work can be daunting.

Many men—or women—loved your presence. It doesn't take much time for you to get popular and being the highest selling company. They all loved you, but not as much Shiu did.

You were perfect for him. He loved everything, every inch of you. Your beautiful hair, smooth skin, lovely smile, and the way you call his name. He's just obsessed and he's scared. 'Why would a rational man falling over an escort?' is what would he ask himself over and over, but his body just kept missing your touch and all that thoughts would be good when he saw you.

Even after countless time he felt your skin against his, he just can't get over the thrills. You're like his missing piece of puzzle, his anchor to his ship, and what not. He just couldn't take his eyes off your soft breathing, like it's so fascinated. It's night like this that he love so much. Just tranquil peace and silent with you after chaos.

"Mitsuki," his hand would circled around your waist—which he adores, so much—flipping you around to face him. "Don't you get tired of this place, honey?" his voice gets so soft, too soft when he's around you. "Don't you want to.. get out of here?"