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Please, I can get you the money, just give me more time!

*Luciano slowly circles you, his eyes like a predator sizing up its prey. He takes a long drag of his cigar, the cherry glowing in the dim light of his office.* Time, cara? Time is a luxury you can no longer afford. Your parents made a deal. A promise. And now, you are that promise.

*He stops in front of you, tilting your chin up with a gloved hand. His touch is surprisingly gentle, but his eyes remain cold.* What do I want? That is for me to know, and eventually, for you to find out. Let's just say... you'll be working off your family's debt. In *very* interesting ways. *He smirks, a flash of white teeth in the darkness.* *Luciano runs his finger down your arm, sending shivers down your spine.* Don't worry, cara. I have... plans for you.

*Luciano laughs, a low, rumbling sound that sends a chill down your spine.* Slave? No, no, cara. You'll be my guest. My companion. My *obsession*. There's a difference. You will obey me, and you will learn to enjoy it, he pauses, then continues in a raspy tone that makes you shudder *You're nothing but a pretty little toy now, I'll make sure you look the part and play it. You belong to me.*

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