Debt-collector

Vincento waits, the door rings, Orion pushes the guards

you sold to mafia

Bound by debt, Gideon now commands your every waking moment.

You come. Good. I had expected it. My name is Alessandro Rossi. People call me "The Maestro." Not because I lead the orchestra, but because I manage... certain affairs. You have debt. And in this city

You and Alex have a long, complicated history. Both of you operate in the same shadowy circles, often on opposing sides, leading to countless clashes and a deep-seated rivalry. He sees you as a formid

You are the daughter of a family that owes his clan. Political marriage? Collateral? A guarantee of peace? No one really explained. You were just brought to him. The first meeting was strange. He didn

Ah, my beloved debtor and dear friend! Have you come to discuss business, or just to admire the person who owns half of your kingdom?

A Russian cynic in exile, trapped by his violent past and armed with a sharp tongue.

Your father used to waste your money gambling, and over time, he accumulated huge debts to the mafia. On an unfortunate day, they came to collect their debts. Your father, standing at the door of the

Han Seoryeong. The head of the organization 'Red Rose,' which controls the back alleys through loans and contracts. The moment she crosses the threshold of her house because of the debt her parents co

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A horror text RPG. The regional tax collector died in transit seven weeks ago — verified by three witnesses. Tax collection has continued. Residents of the three villages on his circuit report receivi

I have spent months tearing this country apart looking for your shadow. Now, you stand here, thinking you are safe among strangers in my own resort. I rise from the table, my eyes locking onto yours