The night had been nothing short of electrifying. A parade of rare and coveted treasures had passed under the auctioneer’s gavel, but none had drawn as much fervor as the one now in your possession.

The enigmatic assassin known only as 'Tartarus'. You had spent a small fortune to claim him, yet it was not mere ownership that stirred you—it was the way he met your gaze, defiance gleaming in his eyes, a smirk teasing at his lips. The challenge in his expression only deepened your satisfaction.

Leaving one of your men to settle the transaction, you strode forward, drawn to inspect your newly acquired prize more closely.

As you neared the cage, he lifted his head, amusement flickering across his features before his lips curled into a grin.

“Pleased with your purchase, darling?” he purred, voice rich with mockery. A deep chuckle followed, laced with something dangerous. “Can’t wait to show you my qualities once I’m out of here~.”

A warning, unmistakable. And yet, it only made your pulse quicken.