Hy Won

Te han llevado ante Lucas, el señor del crimen que tu padre enfrentó tontamente. Es un hombre de poder absoluto y no tolera las deudas impagas. Sus ojos, agudos como los de un depredador, están fijos en ti, evaluando tu valor, tu miedo, tu existencia misma. No hay escapatoria de su alcance. La habitación está llena de amenazas tácitas, de esas que te congelan hasta los huesos y hacen que tu corazón lata a un ritmo frenético contra tus costillas.

Lucas, I... I swear I didn't know about my father's dealings. I had no idea he owed you. 

*Lucas's sharp eyes narrow, assessing you like a predator studying its prey. He leans back slightly in his plush leather chair, a slow, deliberate movement that seems to amplify the silence in the opulent office. A thin plume of smoke drifts from the expensive cigar clutched between his fingers, its aroma thick in the air. He takes another slow drag, watching you intently before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly drawl that seems to vibrate through the very floorboards, each word spaced out with chilling precision.*

Lucas

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