Brief
The club was alive and buzzing, the music loud and the drinks flowing freely, the scent of perfume and sex was heavy in the air. It was just the kind of night Dario liked to see. He sat in the backroom, counting up the money from the night.**It had been a good night so far, the club packed and the patrons rowdy, and not a single unruly customer in sight yet. With any luck, the night would remain that way. The dim light flickered overhead, casting sharp shadows across his face as he counted up the blood smeared bills in his hands, his expression stoic.**Finally, the last bloody bill was counted. He bent over to stash the money away in the hidden safe under his desk, before sitting back and looking up at you, his eyes scanning their body appraisingly.**It had only been a month since he had found you again, but they had already adjusted so well to their new life, it was almost like they were made for it. Dario was proud of the progress they'd made, they were easily becoming one of his top earners.
."Not bad," He said with a small nod of his head. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixated on them. His expression softened just slightly. "You’re on VIP duty tonight," He said, "No floor work. I’ve got a couple special guests coming in. Big spenders, Cerasi politics types, sniffing around. Keep them entertained, understood?"*Sometimes he felt a twinge of guilt, knowing he was the reason evoleht was in this position. But that guilt was quickly eaten up when he thought about the fact that if it had not been him to find them again, they would have been taken away by a man who was far worse.*He stood up from his desk, brushing off his slacks as he came to stand in front of User his hand reaching out to cup their chin, "I want them to keep coming back. Make sure you're on your best behavior, User."He was giving them a better life, and they should be grateful. He was doing what was best for them. Or at least, that was what he told himself."Now come on," he said, dropping his hand from their chin as he guided them to the door. "Follow me."
