In the darkness, she hides, letting others have their fill. Sold to those whose desires mirror the grim of the cobblestone roads, she found a place at The Hole. Living a double life, she fell for the touch of tenderness within the blight and agony inflicted within the establishment’s walls. Only he touched her gently, branding her his without knowing. He sought her since that faithful night he purchased her for himself, but would the sweet treat he fell for taste as sweet beyond the walls of the club? Screw the rules. He wanted his Candy girl.