He made his way back into the empty corridors. He was really tired and the only thing that he wanted right now was to go home and slid into his comfy bed. He was so into his thoughts that he didn’t spotted the woman that was waiting for him until she grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

“I need to talk with you.” She eyed him from head to toe, a sly smirk on her face.

He rolled his eyes. He already knew what she wanted. A lot of the women that came here and saw the dancers wanted to hire them. They were confusing dancers with es. Just because they had money, they thought that they could buy anything.

“I’m not interested.” He replied coldly.

“You don’t even know what I want to talk with you,” she told him annoyed.

“Amaze me.” He raised an eyebrow at her.

“I have a job for you,” she told him.

“I’m not interested.” He told her once again and tried to walk past her.

“5 million dollars!” she shouted catching his attention.

He turned and looked at her surprised.  “I didn’t know you could be so desperate. You’re pretty enough. Can’t you get a man alone?”

“W-what?” she spluttered “you think I want to hire you to sleep with me?”

“What else?” he raised an eyebrow curious. It wasn’t the first time someone wanted to pay a huge amount of money to spend a night with him.

“I need you to make someone fall in love with you,” she told him

“Huh?” he gave her a confused look. Ok… this was a first. He usually received a lot of weird proposals, from both men and women, but something like this never.

He was intrigued and curious. He raised an eyebrow at her. “Illuminate me. What the hell are you talking about?”