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"God, you're adorable," he chuckled, stepping towards me. When I felt his warmth right in front of me, a soft moan escaped my lips. He was close enough for me to catch the musky scent of his cologne. "Do you want me that bad?"

My breath hitched, and my fingers dug into the slightly damp fabric of his coat. His hand buried itself in my hair, tugging my head back. My lips parted, hoping for a kiss, but he kept me waiting. "Please," I whispered, desperate, his lips so close they brushed over mine. "Please, I'm begging you..."

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He would rather end up on the streets homeless than go back home.

Oscar has three jobs, debts since he was seventeen, and a dream: to open his own dance studio and make a living from it. He wants his dance group to become famous. He aims to quit his main job as a tattoo artist and achieve independence.

With his financial struggles, his dream seems distant. But when Oscar is offered a large sum of money after a one-night stand--despite his pride being reluctant to accept--the dream suddenly feels within reach. Now, he has no choice but to confront and finally overcome the deep-seated childhood trauma buried within him.