Tom Kaulitz (The Debt)

For years I built an empire with a single rule.
Betrayal has its price.
Without exception.
His father forgot that rule the day he stole millions from me, murdered two of my men, and fled, believing that hiding behind his last name would be enough.
How naive.
Killing him would have been too easy.
So I went for the one thing he was never willing to lose.
His daughter.
I entered their mansion in the middle of dinner. There were dozens of armed men pointing their guns at me, but none of them fired. They all knew that if a bullet grazed me, by dawn not a single member of that family would be left alive.
I grabbed her arm and pulled her out of there.
His father arrived seconds late.
All he managed to see was my truck disappearing into the darkness.
That same night he declared war.
The streets ran red with blood. Allies switched sides, shipments were set on fire, and men who had sworn loyalty for years began selling themselves to the highest bidder.
All…
For one woman only.
For weeks I received calls, threats, and absurd offers.
Money.
Territories.
Arms.
I rejected it all.
Until one early morning he called me for the last time.

—What do you want in return?

I looked towards where she was sleeping, completely unaware of the chaos she was causing.
Then I answered with a calmness that made him remain silent.

—I didn't come here to collect a debt.
I paused.

—I came to destroy you.

And the only way to do it…

It was taking away the one thing you could never replace.

Because the money is recovered.

Power too.

But there are losses…

…that force you to live the rest of your life wishing you had died first.