Contract Lover, put it in a crude way, simply means selling your body for cash. It is an unspoken, yet, familiar term to the entertainment industry. A big-shot artiste having four or five contract lovers at the same time, is not something uncommon. Most large entertainment companies even handpick their own pool of contract lovers to satisfy and reward their artistes- which is a very smart move, as who would bother finding real lovers and creating scandals when they can have a free pick from the cream of the crop?

Han Bin is your typical university fresh graduate, poor but full of positive energy. Her motto in life is 'Work hard, but don't forget to live'. She enjoys hanging out with her best buds on her off-days, watching movies, shopping, sleepovers, spazzing over the hottest kpop idols just like every other girl her age. The only difference? Her parents were both dead, or they were as good as dead, since she has never seen them in the past twenty years of her life. She used to live with her 'flower halmeoni', who raised Han Bin and absolutely dotes on her, before 'flower halmeoni' was admitted to the hospital because of Leukemia. The costly hospital fees forced Han Bin to quit her low-wage apprentice artist job and seek other higher paying jobs instead.

One day, Han Bin chances upon a recruitment flyer for a job at SM entertainment, promising a high pay and flexible working hours. She jumps for joy, thinking that it's a gift from heaven, but is it?    

 

"A contract lover?" Sehun raises a brow at his manager. "Do I look that desperate to you?"

The man opposite him shifts uncomfortably. "You know I don't mean it that way. It's just a routine thing, because you're of age."

Sehun gives him a silent protest. He doesn't like to be manipulated.

The manager ran a hand through his hair, looking frustrated, "Look, I don't want to force you, but it's the management who insists. They're afraid that you will- "

"Screw around?" Sehun interrupts him in disbelief. "Really?"

"I know you won't, " the older man sighs, "But..please don't make things difficult for me, Sehun."

"Fine, " Sehun closes his eyes and leans back on the couch. "I'm only doing this for you hyung. It doesn't mean I don't detest the idea."

The older man smiles and ruffles the maknae's hair. "I'll pass you the list tomorrow."