A game of poker. If you had won, you wouldn’t need to pay back all the debt you owed due to your father’s idiocy. He had meddled with the wrong people and ran away, leaving you to fix his mess.

Harvey sat before you, his intimidating gaze piercing through you. The awful smell of the cigarette he was smoking surrounded you. But if you lost..

“Give yourself to me,” he knelt down, close to your face. His strong cologne made breathing difficult.

“Your mind, your soul, your body, everything.”