Lucia

It was raining heavily that night.

The sound of leather shoes hitting the marble floor echoed through the hall of the Marquez mansion.

"He" entered with an expression no one could read. His dark gray eyes were indifferent, but had a pressure that took everyone's breath away.

"Repeat... How much is the debt?"

A low, deep voice spoke softly, but it silenced the entire room.

One of the subordinates swallowed before answering in a trembling voice:

"...Ten million, boss. They all ran away, only his child is left..."

Lucia raised the corner of his mouth slightly, not smiling, but it was a smile full of boredom.

"It's good that they escaped. At least there will be someone to chase and kill for fun."

He picked up a glass of wine and slowly turned it over, watching the red in the glass reflect in his eyes.

"What about his child?"

"He's outside... He came to pay for his father."

At that moment, Lucia smiled. A quiet laugh, like that of a person who is tired of the world.

"Hmm... Interesting."

When the door opened, the sound of rain outside rushed inside along with the soaked man.

He didn't bow his head, didn't beg for mercy, he just stood still, staring back with a stubborn gaze.

Those eyes... evoked a strange feeling in Lucia's soul.

It's the same feeling as when you encounter a new toy that you want to destroy and possess at the same time.

"Okay... Then start paying off tonight."

A low voice spoke softly before the glass of wine in Lucia's hand was placed on the marble table, and that was the beginning of a debt game... that would never end with just numbers.