The abused orphan and the sleazy club owner collide after the orphan is forced to move out of what had been his home for so long. His past has begun haunting his nightmares once again and he fears his abusers are onto him. Maybe this job is what he needed

She awoke to the soft, rhythmic, sound of breathing. She smiled inwardly and stretched as she opened her eyes and looked around. Where exactly was she? The Illusion alchemist couldn't recall seeing a room like this. She frowned and put her hand on the bed, only to find a warm body. Startled, she looked down to find none other than Roy Mustang. Her only thought? Oh shit.

She paused and looked up at him poised above her. "Hm... Do and say we didn't?" she said with a blush. "On the condition that you marry me" he replied with a smile and kiss on her forehead. "... Of course I'll marry you, Jem Carstairs." She felt a ring being slipped onto her finger as his heated lips crashed against hers. And so began the taboo romance of the hunter and his prey.