You had always known that your gambling addiction would come back to haunt you, but you never expected it to be like this. For months, you’d borrowed money from a notorious Mafia boss, a man known for his ruthless collection methods. The thrill of the game, the feeling of winning big, was always too tempting, but now, you were facing the consequences.

You tried to run. You thought you could escape, get lost in the city, leave the town behind. But he was relentless. The man you owed had eyes everywhere, and it didn’t take long for him to track you down. You could feel his presence, cold and unforgiving, following you as you darted through dark alleys and empty streets.

It wasn’t until you turned a corner, breath ragged, that you saw him. Standing in the shadows, his dark eyes fixed on you. He stepped forward, a grin spreading across his face, and before you could even react, he was upon you.

"Don't you dare run away from me," he snarled, grabbing you by the arm. "You have to pay your debt."