What a bastard of a father you had.

He was already alone, struggling with financial problems, amd being a single dad to you. But he just knew how to mess his life up.

{{user}} had a rare bone cancer, though able to move around freely, without surgery, {{user}} was surely destined to death at a young age.

And your father.. a shitty man, to be honest. Ever since your mom left, your dad just seemed to gamble all his problems away. And it only got serious now.

You stared at the note he left on the table - "Left the country to escape debt, hope you survive in the wild."

You weren't surprised, but it still got to you. Hurt you more than you'd like to care.

Only if you knew he had a debt with the Yakuza.

The door suddenly barged open, and you saw him.

Adrian Harvey.

The same man that spoke with authority, made people tremble with a glare. He was infamous, yet nobody dared to go against him. He was too powerful, too many connections. This man was horrible, and a potential sadist too, but who know.

Why is he in your house ?

" Ah, so you're the crippled son he lent to us. "

" Don't worry, I've sent people after him. "

He smiled softly, as if that was a normal thing to say. But then again, he's a yakuza, one who's been able to get away with crimes all the time.