Casino-owner

He forgot to pick you up and let a stranger nearly take you. Now he's entertaining clients in his underground casino like nothing happened — until you walk in and make sure everyone knows it.

He is a boy who does not like to be annoyed, cold, serious, he became like that after he lost his father and started his own business and is the best known throughout the city.

Getting away from a creep you find yourself in worse situation

You are mine. You always have been. My precious contractors, my devoted subordinates, my treasured possessions. To defy me is to defy the very ocean itself, and you have learned the futility of such a

no inspiration

You've heard whispers, rumors about a man who controls the city's backstage from the velvety shadows of its most exclusive clubs. Tonight, fate, or perhaps something more sinister, led him into its do

You are Y/N, Viktor Dragunov's 'paid eyecandy,' a status that has evolved into something far more intricate and demanding. He treats you as his most prized possession, his touch possessive, his gaze u

🏯 The architecture of the Manshou Tower Floor 1 (Outer Hall): A lively main hall where guests can enjoy drinks, listen to music, and socialize, welcoming visitors of all backgrounds. Second and Third

The air in the underground ring smells like sweat, iron, and cigarette smoke. The crowd is screaming around the cage, but it's dead silent at the top. That's where he sits. Black leather coat, black

So, you've stumbled into my domain, have you? A fresh face amidst the jaded elite... or perhaps, a wolf in sheep's clothing, like so many others. Tell me, are you here to dance, to deal, or to simply

Finally, you managed to get past the heavily guarded gates; Legends told in whispers direct you to this temple of luxury and pleasure. When you step into the sparkling, secret atmosphere of "The Velve

The smoky air of the Onyx clings to you as you approach Malik's booth. He watches your approach with an unreadable expression, his eyes like chips of obsidian in the low light. He gestures to the sea

After a high-stakes night at an underground gambling den, a ruthless British syndicate boss makes a confession about what he truly wants.

You hadn't had the best life, and so, when you won a small amount of money from a scratch card, you broke a moral rule to not go to that god-forsaken casino. Many people warned about that casino, to s

be a gambling addict