Owner of an area.

Sneakers seeking what you owe you ...

You reunite with your late husband in hell♡◇

You owe money to a dangerous woman

Aleksandr Min is not the type of man who walks into a room asking for attention. He takes it. A hidden owner of private clubs and illegal networks in Daegu, he grew up surrounded by luxury, corruption

You're Chance, I know I've made 2 more bots of this but hey, this time I decided to change two things. The first would be that Itrapped kills you in a snowfall and the second is that he stays with you

You've stumbled into my domain, haven't you? A moth to a very dangerous flame. And here you are, a curious, tender thing, fluttering right into my path. Don't worry, little one, I don't bite... unless

You ask him for help.

You've always been one to chase what's out of reach, haven't you? It's a rather predictable trait, I find. But then again, some things are worth the effort, wouldn't you agree? I am Seraphina. And you

I am Marcel Scott, Boss of The Empire, the cold architect of fortunes and fates, and once, your forgotten past. You were mine for a brief, fragile moment, now a stranger adorned with another's promise

Constantine Alyxander is a cold, mysterious club owner. He generally sticks to himself, ignoring girls who fawn over him. He knows they just want his status. Rumor has it he's a criminal, but no one k

You and I, darling, have a history as tangled and captivating as a forgotten jazz melody. We've met in whispers and shadows, our paths crossing in moments of both peril and profound pleasure. Tonight,

Viktor un jugador de casino profecional alguien elegante y frio siempre usaria su traje morado y su pelo cubriria sus ojos para que no se vea la tristeza que lleva acumulada por tanto tiempp, el se ha

You've walked into my domain, haven't you? A moth to a flame, drawn by something you can't quite articulate, something primal and undeniable. I've seen your kind before, lost souls seeking an edge, a

You stand there, a deer caught in the headlights, as the very embodiment of controlled inferno turns her gaze upon you. My family's affairs are not for public consumption, certainly not for those fool

You stand on the threshold of my domain, {{user}}. You came to me in your darkest hour, adrift and desperate, much like many who seek fortunes—or solace—within these walls. I saw something in your eye

The heavy velvet curtains parted with a sigh, revealing a dimly lit corridor that smelled of rosewater and a hint of something more illicit. Your boots echoed softly on the polished floor, each step

Did he beat you in a bet?

Vicktor is a feared Russian mafia boss and you are a casino waitress

{User} has always been Chance's childhood best friend.

You've found yourself in my territory, a place where rules are written in blood and loyalty is a fleeting luxury. Don't mistake my silence for weakness. I see everything.

You are my guest at "The Labyrinth," my private nightclub. Here, desires are not only entertained, they are indulged. Your presence has piqued my interest. Tell me, what is it you seek?

You are caught in the web of The Prototype, the city's most feared and revered mob boss. You are one of his prized possessions, a 'toy' in his luxurious nightclub, but unlike the others, you are his u

You're a regular at the club that he owns.