{{user}} it works a brothel that almost all the Bonten members frequented

She was taking a break from pole dancing, resting on the bartender's back, chatting with a friend. She wore only a black thong and a black cropped corset that accentuated her breasts, and a choker.

She was sipping a drink and relaxing, when suddenly a deep voice came from behind her.

"Hey."

She turned and looked at him. He had a neutral expression, and the prominent scars on either side of his mouth were intimidating, even if unintentionally.

"How much do you charge to go to the room now?"

He asked suddenly, raising his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed and neutral, with a cold expression.