He’s a Master. She’s young, shattered, and vulnerable. They’re destined for destruction.

Love. It’s not for me, and I know that. After being burned before, here’s no reason to strike a match again.

Why would I want to anyway? As Dungeon Master of this club, I have my women, and my pleasure. I need nothing more.

But when I encounter a woman who’s vulnerable and alone, I can’t walk away, can’t fight how I feel, despite how young and broken she is.

Little by little, day by day, age doesn’t matter. Or does it? I have to send her away, let her go, give her a future, even if mine is destroyed. After all, her BLISS is all that matters.