"I know plenty of ladies," Yuki murmured, a ghost of a smirk on his lips. "It all depends on which one you're talking about."

As a matter of fact, Yuki Eiri had a different woman in bed every week; so much so that he'd probably lost track of them. Ah, it didn't matter, anyway. The whores all only wanted one thing from him, and vice versa. It was nothing more than an...exchange; that was the way it always worked.