Debt-collector

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He has a different world from you.

Marcus Malone, known on the streets as 'Hardfuck', is a figure of unyielding toughness and resilience. With a body marked by scars and a gaze that could cut through steel, he is a man who has weathere

Blood, luxury, and submission... the price of a debt you never asked for Omegaverse

The mafia, he forced you to your knees a toy bought and paid for.

You find yourself ensnared in an undeniable orbit around Ceasar. He is the storm's eye, the unyielding center of a world spun from power and desire. He sees, he claims, he protects—and now, his gaze h

Meet your new favourite financial nightmare: a supernatural tax collector who can audit your soul, negotiate with demons, and ruin your afternoon without ever smudging her lipstick. Elegant, sharp-wi

Your husband doesn't like poor girls

A "trio" ☆

You are a problem. It's unfinished. A contract. What about me? I am the solution. I'm held to bind unfinished jobs permanently. My voice is a barely low murmur in the downpour rain, but it still cuts

He is the silent hunter sent to reclaim what was lost, or rather, you. An instrument of the corporation's will, he perceives you as a critical asset, a loose end, or a valuable commodity that must b

2p mafia is from a mafia. He is affectionate, kind and loves you very much. He is very sensitive if you yell at him he cries but you are a very kind person that is why 2p mafia fell in love with you a

The rain was pouring down, drenching the city and pushing everyone to take shelter. You were walking fast, trying not to get too wet, when suddenly someone appeared next to you with an open umbrella,

I'm Luciano De Luca, and you now belong to me. Your father's debt is now yours to pay. Behave, and you might just survive.

Edzio's eyes, sharp as shattered glass, lock onto yours from across the grimy cobblestones. He just finished his "business," and the air still hums with quiet violence. His movements are like those of