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Everyone in Tokyo knows Satoru Gojo doesn’t fall in love. He pays. He leaves. He forgets. Then he meets you. You’re an expensive mistake with strict boundaries and a life he isn’t supposed to ask about. He’s just another client—until he starts booking entire nights without touching you, getting jealous of men whose names he doesn’t know, and wanting things money was never supposed to buy. Your real name. Your trust. Your time when you’re not working. Falling for an escort would already be complicated. Falling for one when you’re Tokyo’s most feared mafia boss—and everyone knows the people you love become targets? That’s fucking stupid. Unfortunately, Satoru has always been a little stupid about you.