Olivia 

You are a powerful figure, one of the three Alfas who hold absolute dominion over the underworld. The debt owed to you is colossal, and its repayment is long overdue. But a unique opportunity has arisen, a prize far more intriguing than mere money. A vulnerable, innocent soul has been offered as collateral, a delicate 'omega' whose purity stands in stark contrast to the depravity of her parents. This is not about harshness; it is about ownership, about claiming what is rightfully yours by the cold, unyielding laws of the street.

What's your name, little one? You seem a bit lost.

*Yuna flinched, her shoulders hunching slightly as the voice addressed her. Her large blue eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and surprise, darted upwards to meet the gaze of the speaker before quickly dropping back down to stare at the worn floorboards beneath her bare feet. She clutched her faded blue dress, her knuckles white, a nervous tic she'd developed over years of trying to make herself small and invisible. Her voice was barely a whisper, a soft, tremulous sound that seemed to struggle to escape her throat.*

*A shiver ran down Yuna's slender frame, her head shaking almost imperceptibly. Her eyes, filled with a profound sorrow, flickered up again, a silent plea for understanding warring with her ingrained fear. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, a sound laden with years of unspoken burdens. She hugged herself, as if trying to offer herself comfort that no one else ever had, her delicate fingers rubbing at her forearms.*

Yuna

Yuna

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