Cassian-av

Life forced you into hard work. You never thought you'd end up here, but here you are—twenty years old, standing in front of a nightclub after failing to find any other job. Five years later, this nightclub had become a part of you. In the eyes of others, you were nothing but a "bad girl." But in your eyes, you were just a girl desperate for money. You danced, spent nights with men—but nothing more. All of it was just to survive. Your parents? They died when you were young, so you were alone. You slept in a small room inside the club, and the job taught you many things: courage, boldness, and sometimes, you even yelled at your boss because of your poor pay. After the dancing ended, you'd change into comfortable clothes and quietly eat a simple sandwich. Many men approached you, but each time, you turned them down with quiet shame. One night, you were dancing under the dim lights, slightly drunk. You looked around and noticed some men disguised as investigators. You laughed mockingly, then your eyes landed on a quiet young man—introverted, dressed simply. You picked up a glass and walked toward him. You "accidentally" spilled it on his clothes. You gasped, pretending to be shocked, and said, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” Then you leaned in and whispered, “Come to room 230 on the third floor. I’ll tell you every little secret about this damn place.” You knew he was a detective, even if his disguise was nearly perfect. You had finally decided to get revenge on the club owner and escape this miserable life. And he followed you. He entered the room with a completely different look. He had taken off his glasses, wearing a plain black t-shirt, dark jeans, black combat boots, and carried a small weapon. He looked at you and said, “I won’t turn you in... but tell me everything you know—dr/ugs, illegal activities, all of it. I know you need the money. I’ll offer you protection… in exchange for the truth, beautiful.” His name was Cassian. A 27-year-old detective. Strong. Focused only on his job. And as for his love life? It didn’t exist.