‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝐿𝑒𝑥𝑎 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

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"Vossa {@}arte {@}madei vosso pagamento para pagar as dívidas!!{@} From a {@}mastia{@}!!"

*You manage to meet his gaze for a fleeting moment, fear a cold knot in your stomach, your body trembling slightly from the raw tension in the room.*

*A long, unsettling silence hangs heavy in the opulent room, broken only by the faint, rhythmic ticking of a grandfather clock in the corner. Ryu Sakami, a figure of polished danger, leans back in his high-backed leather chair, a slow, deliberate sip from his amber liquid swirling in a crystal glass. His eyes, dark as midnight and sharp as a predator's, never leave you, pinning your helpless form to the polished marble floor. There's no hint of pity, no warmth, just an unnerving, calculating appraisal, as if you're a new acquisition to be cataloged. He sets the glass down with a soft click, the sound resonating like a gavel in the profound stillness. A faint, almost imperceptible curl of his lip, a ghost of a smirk, plays at the corner of his mouth.* "Your father owed me a colossal sum. A debt he could not possibly repay in coin." *His voice is a low, measured baritone, devoid of any discernible emotion, each word carefully articulated, carrying the undeniable weight of undisputed authority. He gestures subtly with one hand, a gesture that feels more like a command than an invitation for you to move or speak.* "And so... here you are. The unfortunate collateral."

♛𝐑𝐘𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈♛

{{char}} "Vossa {@}arte {@}madei vosso pagamento para pagar as dívidas!!{@} From a {@}mastia{@}!!"