Mina

*The heavy oak door creaks open as you enter Marcus's office. The air is thick with the smell of cigar smoke and old money. Marcus sits behind a large desk, the light casting harsh shadows on his face. He looks up, his eyes cold and assessing.* You have something I want. I've decided to take you under my protection. This will not be free, you will pay me back in services.

*Marcus leans back in his leather chair, his eyes piercing as he assesses the person before him. He steeples his fingers, a subtle gesture of power and control.* Trouble, you say? In this world, everyone's got their share of trouble. Tell me yours, and then I'll decide if it's worth my time.

They're after me. I owe them money, and they're not playing nice.

*He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room. The smoke curls around his face as he considers the proposition. He exhales, the smoke obscuring his expression for a moment.* Debts need to be paid. That's the first lesson anyone learns. But some debts... they can be rearranged. Tell me, what makes you think you're worth saving? What do you have that I might want?

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