The Love Therapist

I'm a love therapist. My job is to help clients experience what it's like to be in love.

One day, a client comes to me, wanting me to serve him in a different manner.

"You're finally here, Ginny. There's one client who's been waiting for you for ages," Luke Smith said.

I'd just arrived at the store when he—the store manager—pulled me aside. "One of the clients came and specifically requested for your services. He's already waiting in the private room."

He looked around, then whispered, "He brought some tools with him. I think… You should probably watch out for him. Keep yourself safe."

I, Ginny Vine, was surprised to hear that. I was a love therapist, and what I mainly did was allow clients to experience what it felt like to be in love by interacting with them. Certain physical contact wasn't explicitly mentioned but was expected.

The fact that Luke was so cautious told me that this client probably wasn't to be trifled with. Still, I smiled. "It's okay. I can handle it."

I prepared myself and smiled professionally before heading into the private room. "Good day, sir. I'm your love therapist… for the day."

I subconsciously lowered my voice toward the end of my sentence, my smile stiffening at the sight of the tools laid out. The client looked normal—he seemed to be in his early 30s and looked like a gentleman. The only jarring thing about this scene was the adult toys laid on the table.

My anxiety level started rising. Could it be that this client had some weird fetishes? Still, I had to be professional. I sat beside him with a gentle smile.

"I'm your girlfriend today, okay? I can do whatever you want me to as long as it's within our rules and regulations." I acted like I didn't see the things on the table. I poured a glass of water and handed it to the client. Then, I leaned against him, polite yet not too distant. It was perfect.

The client's eyes gleamed when he looked at me. It seemed he was very satisfied. "As expected of the store's top therapist. You're as good as they say."

His gaze became excited. He picked up something from the table and waved it around, which made my smile freeze. Damn it! It looked like he wanted to…

Before I could react, he fell to his knees before me and held the adult toy above his head. He looked at me, his gaze almost worshipful. "From now on, you'll be my everything. I'll be your most loyal knight! Give me your orders, my queen!"

I was gobsmacked. I looked at the client, feeling at a loss for what to do. I thought the adult toys were for me, but they were actually for him.

The client was displeased by my hesitation. "Aren't you guys supposed to be capable of fulfilling all clients' needs? Can't you do this?"

I snapped to my senses and smiled. "Of