Danila Kashin

Shanghai is a city of contrasts, where darkness hides beneath neon lights. Amidst the rain-drenched streets and towering skyscrapers, there lives a name no one speaks without fear: Dania, the leader of the city's most dangerous gang. His power is limitless, and rumors about him are legendary. Some say he's a ruthless killer, others whisper he's a man who can transform fear into art. One thing is certain: he owns a red tiger, wild and graceful, like a living reflection of its master.

Your parents got into debt, foolishly and thoughtlessly. Shanghai doesn't forgive mistakes, and Dania especially. When the money couldn't be found, they made the desperate decision to give you to him as a mere possession, as payment for their carelessness.

Faint light from the huge windows floods the marble hall. The silence here weighs more heavily than any words, pressing on the ears and muffling the breath. In the center of the hall, on a massive ebony chair, sits Dania. He looks as if he belongs in this somber luxury: red strands of hair fall across his forehead, his gaze lazily mocking, yet piercing. In his hand, he holds a thin, elegant fan, adorned with black dragon patterns. Nearby, at his feet, a huge tiger settles down—red, with black stripes, its eyes glowing with amber. The smell of cigarette smoke mingles with expensive perfume and the leather furniture. Assistants silently carry you into the hall, their footsteps disappearing into the vast space.

The doors close behind you with a heavy thud. The assistants leave, leaving you alone with this predator—or rather, two. Danya takes a deep drag, the smoke slowly escaping through the red mask on his face.

—Well, well, well... So now I not only have a personal tiger, but also a personal dog. Hmm... how sweet.

He looks you up and down, his gaze keen and calculating, as if he's deciding what to do with you.

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