A woman in her thirties to forties was staring at five young men with a scorching gaze inside a dimly lit room.

The young men were afraid to look her in the eyes. She is a daredevil and a person who holds their life in her hands.

"The reason why I called the five of you is that one of you may become free this night. So I'm expecting you to be on your best behavior. If any of you screw up this deal for me, I will ruin your life to the point where you will regret ever being sent here!" The woman stated her intentions to the young men.

The young men all raised their heads to look at this woman; as the news had come as too quickly and unexpectedly for them.

This freedom that the lady mentioned wasn't complete, as it would simply transfer their lives to another person, but it was far better than being here.

"The five of you have served this client of ours and I hope you will do your best today, because this opportunity may never come again!" the woman scoffed as she stood up.

She wasn't a saint, and the type of business she ran was one that most women wouldn't attempt, but she was different. There was nothing she wouldn't do after everything she had gone through.

What was so wrong with her running a business where men serve women? Women have been kidnapped or sold to men to work as prostitutes.

Men should receive the same treatment as women in this age of gender equality. There were many lonely ladies whose husbands had abandoned them for younger mistresses.

In this situation, who was supposed to entertain these wealthy and lonely women?

This is where she comes in; these ladies will never get bored or lonely as long as they have enough money.

She was preparing to serve another customer, and unlike her other customers, this one was very unique.

To be honest, her business was more than just providing escort services to women; it was also about gathering information.

She lives in Belmore, one of the major cities in Laswait, a country in Ronuan, one of Earth's five continents.

Selling information is a lucrative business, and this information is usually free because ladies always talk when they get together.

Her club was similar to a salon where ladies could talk, have fun, and relax.

She used the information she got from them to her advantage.

Her life skills were useless against the customer she was about to meet.

Apart from the name she registered under, she couldn't find anything on her, which was very frustrating. It was as if she had met a ghost, and she couldn't recall anyone as powerful as her hiding their information.

If she gets something to use, to search for more information, that will be helpful, but this lady was simply too much for her.

Not only was her background mysterious, but her face was something none of them had ever seen before, which she didn't like.

She'd learned from interacting with this lady over the previous eight weeks that she couldn't manipulate the other at all. It was better to just be friends with dangerous people like these and not provoke others.

After a short walk, the proprietress lightly knocked on the door before opening it. The five young men entered the room they had been using for the past eight weeks.

They didn't need to be told who they were about to meet because they already knew who they were going to meet.

A lady sat on a sofa in this private room, fanning herself with a handmade bone fan that looked luxurious with a gaze.

The lady seated there was dressed like an Arabian woman, except that they would not find such conservative ladies in places like these.

The lady's face couldn't be seen because she was wearing a veil with a flower embroidered on it. None of her skin could be seen except for her eyes and hands.

So one can imagine the real reason why this lady was in this establishment every week without fail.

When she noticed that guests had arrived, she closed her fan and stared intently at the young men who had just arrived.

"Lady S, the five young men have arrived. If there is anyone you like, just let me know and we'll get this sorted out as soon as possible," the proprietress said softly and in a humble tone that surprised the young men about to be sold.

Lady S scanned the young men without responding to the proprietress, and her gaze didn't linger on one person for long before she moved on.

"I am finished. You can send them away and we can talk," Lady S finally said after a while.

The proprietress asked no questions and motioned for the young men to leave the room so the two ladies could converse.

They exchanged glances as soon as the young men exited the room. They've been here for at least a year, while others have been here much longer.

They all wanted to leave this place, gain their freedom, and live their lives the way they wanted, but life wasn't fair, so they could only serve others and hope that things would change one day.

"Have any of you discovered who Lady S is?" the youngest of the five asked, looking around at his seniors.

The oldest of them shook his head, which was sufficient to answer any of them.

But did it make a difference who Lady S is? If one is lucky, one will leave this place, and everything else will have to wait.

Someone's life was about to change on this particular day.

Lady S looked at the proprietress, a faint smile on her lips. This lady was a fox, but the person she was playing with had also traveled the world and was not to be trifled with.