Artist, the boss of this section of human trafficking ring signed once again. She hated this boring part, but if she wasn't their customers would leave and she couldn't afford to maintain her hobbies alone. Amusing herself with her sketch book, she already started her new special treasure book. Not surprising was that the stacked busty delicate girl was taking center stage in her newest work.
It was a new awakening for her, never had she thought that girls could pair so well. Even with two days it was filled to the brim with various paintings of the noble heir in the grips of various stimulating situations.
It would be burned if heir Dyne ever found it. It was never intended to see daylight only to existence as a magnum opus for the artist to hold in her heart forever. She was sad that her model had disappeared, but no one saw or said anything, so it was left alone. None of that really mattered, she was just another kid, there would be dozens more like her.
