I woke up around noon, stretching my arms and yawning. Suddenly, it hit me. Damn, this is not my room and then I remembered what had happened the previous night. I immediately looked at my side only to find the bed empty. I don't know why my heart sank a little.

"It was supposed to be a one-night stand. Get it together, Korra" I said to myself.

I flopped on the bed one last time. And realized that her jasmine scent was still lingering on the sheets and the pillow. It gave me a sense of satisfaction yet pinching my heart a little.

"Great...now I'm missing her." I said, mocking myself.

The only reason I wanted this arrangement was because it was rather tough for an intersex person to be romantically involved with anyone. In my head, I was a man but my body told me otherwise.

I had both male and female genitalia. When I was born, my vaginal opening closed due to excessive hormonal imbalance, making my ovaries dysfunctional. So, they were there inside my body just for show. My body developed into a masculine one but with a little bit of breasts. And although I knew I could always go for an operation, it would have placed my life at risk. My ovaries were connected straight with the testicles and the operation would be too complicated.

So, I hated my body because I didn't feel my body align with my own gender.

But last night was impeccable. She was referring to me as a man throughout and I did her quite a lot of times. And it almost felt like it was not an act. Oh, who am I kidding? I bet she was a wonderful actress. But somewhere down the line, I had stopped acting. And I knew I had stumbled into dangerous territory but looking at her flushed face with beads of sweat on her forehead and her voice trembling while she said, "Korra, come deep inside of me," I couldn't help myself but fall for her.

I sighed. I really needed to get myself together. I pushed myself up and gave myself a pep talk. Forget about her, I repeated that order in my head like a mantra, until I saw a note under her pillow.

Thanks for not treating me like an object.

~A

That was it. All my attempts to forget her failed and now I was desperate to see her again. I called Mako and Bolin to get the number of the Escort House. On the third call, Bolin answered the phone, "Bo here, how are you feeling, Korra?"

"Bo, I need the number of the Escort House!" I almost screamed through the phone.

"Oh Spirits! Calm down, Korra. Tell me what happened. Was there a problem last night?" Bolin was sounding very concerned.

"Oh no. There wasn't any…." I paused while my cheeks flustered and then resumed, "actually it went pretty well..so that's why…"

I could almost hear the smirk through the phone, "So you want to book again."

"Yes." I whispered with embarrassment.

"Same person or different person?"

"SAME. SAME. SAME!" I repeated even though once would have sufficed.

"Spirits, Korra! Do you have a crush on her now?" Bolin almost laughed.

"What?! NO! Shut up and give me the number already."

"Fine. Fine. Here it is."

He told me the number and I jotted it down on the back of the note A left for me. I then gathered my belongings and left the hotel and reached my flat. Once I was inside my room, I immediately called the Escort House.

"Hello. This is Escort House. How can I help you?"

"Um. I'm Korra. I had a booking last night with one of your escorts"

"Would you like to give us some feedback?"

"Well yeah. She was incredible and I'd like to book her again for this Sunday."

"Alright. Can you please provide me her code?"

"A"

"Perfect...Give me a moment."

"Sure."

"Oh, I'm sorry to tell you she's not available on Sunday. Do you want to book her for some other time?"

"Yes, please. Whenever possible."

"Oh, it seems she's free on the next weekend. Is that good enough for you?"

"Yeah, I guess it is."

With that, I could hear her scribbling down some thing on the other end as she said, "Great. I have noted it down. We'll get in contact with you shortly."

I hung up.

The following week seemed monotonous. I love my work but occasionally I would start daydreaming about her without even any prior warning. And it was torture for me to roam around women wearing anything resembling a jasmine scent. I would immediately walk in the opposite direction, so as not to alarm anyone.

My needs would then increase to such an extent that I started bringing jasmine flowers and putting them in my office vase. Finally, Friday arrived and I was elated to be able to meet her again until I got a call.

"Hello. Korra here."

"Hi, Korra. I'm speaking from Escort House. I'm sorry to inform you that Miss A has resigned from her job. Would you like someone else for the night?"

I was heartbroken and gulped audibly while I replied, "No...thank you."

I could hear from the other end all the offers but I was hardly listening.

Why would she do that?

Then something struck me. I knew it was a foolish idea but worth a try, "Um...can you please tell me her name? Her actual name I mean."

There was a pause on the other end and then the person replied, "Sorry but that is against our rules. We don't disregard the person's confidentiality and privacy."

"Okay" it was worth a try though.

Finally I hung up the call. And with that, I hung up my hopes too. Something inside me just snapped and I became more reclusive. I distracted myself by taking lots of side projects but my memory was kind of rusty when it came to mechanical engineering. After all, I was specialized in IT but the side projects I was mostly getting were related to civil and mechanical engineering.

I realized I had made a hasty decision of approving these projects but there was no time to back out. Also, at the very moment, I became the CEO of my company, White Lotus. I needed someone desperately to help me out. Amidst so much work, I almost forgot her. Almost.

Until that day.

Three months had passed, yet she was the beauty to withhold. She had earned my respect that night. Not because of whatever we did but, what she said to me. That meant so much to me coming from a complete stranger.

She was not only the epitome of beauty but also had a very sharp brain. And when she shared her side of the story, I knew exactly why.

That's when I realized she was the perfect candidate to help me on my side projects. Also, because this would be the perfect opportunity for getting to know her. So, I immediately decided to hire her but only if she agreed. And to my amusement, she did.

I finally get to know her name…

Asami.

"Wait...Let me make this clear. So you're not doing this out of favour or anything, right? For the other night? Like you owe me something?" She asks me while I was sipping my drink.

I immediately felt a sense of betrayal.

"No. I am not doing this out of pity or as if I owe you for that night. I'm solely doing this because you deserve it. Even in my company, my coworkers who have a Masters degree in this field had a hard time around this problem but you solved it in seconds."

Her eyes softened after hearing my response.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put it that way. I just...we started of in a very awkward situation so it's hard to..."

"Trust me?" I completed.

She didn't respond and remained silent but I got what that meant.

"Look, Asami. All I want is to utilize your intelligence for both of our benefits. I'm not trying to seduce you or anything. And the moment you feel unsafe or question my intentions, you can leave without notice. You will suffer no legal repercussions. I assure you, I won't bother you again."

She looked at me with an expression that was almost unfathomable. Then all the sudden, a shout got her out of her trance state.

"ASAMI! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS BACK TO WORK OR YOU WILL BE FIRED."

The manager of the club came out of his room with a scowl on his face. I immediately retaliated, "You have no right to talk to her like that."

"And who the hell are you?" The manager stepped towards me while fisting his hand.

Asami grabs my hand with her soft one and whispered, "Korra, let it go. It's not worth it."

I stood up, softly letting go of Asami's hand and said, "I'm Korra. The CEO of White Lotus. The one person who hacked NASA."

The manager stopped on his track with a shocked expression.

"Can't be…." he was too stunned

"Yes, I am and you're clearly drunk to not recognize me from the news." I replied.

"I..uh..can't believe it. Look. I wanted her to work but I didn't know she was chatting with you."

"It doesn't matter who she chats with...but, that's no way to talk to your employee. Here I'll pay you some tip for the amount of loss."

I took out some hundred dollar bills and put it in his hands nonchalantly.

Suddenly, Asami looks at the manager and says, "I'd like to leave this job. I work with Korra now."

A smile breaks on my face upon hearing that.

I paid the man some more and left the bar with Asami. He was still in shock trying to wrap his head up on everything that transpired.

"Thanks for saving me back then..."Asami says while walking down the street.

"You don't have to thank me. He was being a jerk. I wonder how you were putting up with him for so long."

"It wasn't a pleasant experience."

"I can tell."

She stops right in front of an apartment.

"So, this is where I live."

I nodded taking in the shabby appearance of this place. She turns towards me biting the edge of her lower lip. And I felt a throb down at the nervous gesture. I immediately felt ashamed of it and revealed the secret which I wanted to tell her the following day in order to suppress the heat in my loins.

"I'd like you to complete your degree as well. So, I will arrange it for you in your office cabin. You don't have to go anywhere else. Do your job, complete your study and achieve all the dreams you ever wanted."

After hearing me out, she was speechless. Her mouth was agape and her eyes were shimmering with tears.

"Why are you doing this?" She asks.

"Because you deserve it," I reply.