"I-I." Luce stuttered.
"I think you're in the wrong place, dear." The old woman tsked at her, not with disdain but with pity. She knows what this woman is here for. Desperate and in need of money.
"N-No. I'm in the right place, ma'am. I'm badly in need. So please, just this once." She hates begging like this, begging someone to sell herself to a stranger. This is her last option.
The old woman looked at her for a second, then suddenly heard the ring of a telephone. The old woman picks up the telephone near the table and answers, "Hello, Sir! Yes, Sir Kil? I understand. Sir, if you would like, I'll send someone to your room since most of my girls are not available at the moment. I think..." She pauses for a minute and looks at Luce from head to toe, "You will like this new girl, Sir." And the call ends.
"Ma'am?" Luce asks the old woman with a small voice.
"Here, the moment you enter this room, wear this for him. From your looks, you have not experienced THAT yet, but whatever this customer wants, all you have to do is follow him and satisfy his needs. You understand?" she hesitantly nods and receives the lingerie that she needs to wear for tonight for her customer and stares hardly at the room number written on the small paper, "Room 206."
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Luce is just a simple woman who owns a flower shop. She is living with her 'sick' cousin Maye. Her neighbors like her for being kind, charming, diligent, and optimistic.
Kil is the opposite of her. He owns many companies, including bars and casinos in the city. Women are chasing him everywhere, but no one has charmed him yet.
How does their story turn out when they collide with each other?
Will something blossom between the two when they unexpectedly meet at 'this' place, not as friends but as her as a hooker and him as a customer?All Rights Reserved