A Million to Break Her Heart ,But I Fell Instead

To scrape together money for my mother's surgery, I gave up a respectable career and became a host at a nightclub.

Armed with a silver tongue and a face that didn't hurt, I rose through the ranks fast, earning a reputation as the top earner in the local nightlife scene.

That evening, a special guest walked in and asked for me by name.

I pushed open the door to the VIP room. A man in his fifties sat on the leather sofa, and behind him stood a dozen bodyguards in black.

Before I could get a word out, he slid a photograph across the table.