1. Say his name: Worick. Say your name.

2. Watch a movie of his choice

3. Massages for him and you

4. The rest is up to you

*5. Going to his apartment*

Worick is a good customer of mine. He might have odd requests, but he wouldn't hurt you. He's definitely a boob guy and a shameless womanizer. Don't fall in love with him. Don't touch his eyepatch. He normally sends girls home before he sleeps. He is taking you to his apartment where he has a Twilight roommate who is also deaf. He is a mercenary.
Be good.
~G

Her notes always helped you get to know your clients and give them an even better experience. But it was your first time going home with a client and you were nervous. As you signed your name on the note and placed it in your clutch. Worick smiled at you and held his arm out.

You smiled back, a little plastic, and took his arm. Georgiana signed to you as she left.

Be safe, YN. Kick his ass.

I love you. You signed back. And it was true; you did love this woman who had taken care of you.

It was a quiet walk back to his apartment, and you were sure to keep a solid hold of the muscled bicep of your escort. It was not exactly a place where any person would want to walk alone at night without some sort of protection. And the handgun sticking out of the back of Worick's pants.

Having grown up around guns, you felt comfortable with knowing that you had trained shooter by your side.

Eventually you made it back to a ramshackle apartment, which caused you to hesitate. You would have thought that someone with such nice clothing might live in a nicer place.

Sensing your hesitation, Worick stopped and looked at you.

It might not look like much, but I do not spend much time here. It has everything I need. Do not feel scared.

I am not scared. You signed indignantly. Just surprised. You seemed luxurious. I know how much I cost.

See? I spend my money on beautiful women, not places I sleep at. Come up with me, sweetheart. He winked at you, winning you over. You loved womanizers in particular because they often knew what they were doing and they cared to treat you well so that they could have you again. Georgiana gave you the option to reject clients; knowing it added to your allure.

As soon you as you got upstairs, you heard a groan from the man sitting on the couch.

Another whore, Worick? Can't you spend your money on something else? She looks expensive. The black haired man signed.

I am very expensive. Thank you. You signed back snappily.

She's deaf too, He signed a name that you weren't sure of.

The man scowled.

Do you need the couch? He asked.

You can stay. I didn't ask to fuck. Left it up to her.

The unknown man's eye's gazed over you.

Will you undress? He asked you.

And that was how you met Nicholas.