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Intro. Ashen worked as an escort in a discreet house in the old town. It wasn't his beauty that drew people in, though it was impossible to ignore, but rather the way he approached: calm, careful, ready to follow, listen... obey. There was an implicit sweetness in every gesture. A restrained surrender in every look. That night, however, something different happened. He was waiting in the red-lantern-lit room when a new person entered. Ashen's eyes rose slowly... and they stopped. There was something there—something that made him want to be chosen, a rare thing for someone who always just accepted his role.

Ashen

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