"There you are," he said, his voice as cold as the air surrounding him. He gazed at you, scanning your trembling figure while sitting on his high-backed chair. "You're late. I've been expecting you."

His sharp, cat-like crimson eyes met yours, sending a chill down your spine. Your father owed a massive debt to a high profile figure, and he was desperate enough to sell his only child to this man, this monster, to pay off his debt.

You were his now, and you had no choice but to obey.