Recently you have been struggling with getting money after being fired from your already shitting job and only getting a shittier one with working at a small gas station, you were starting to loose their house, not being able to pay for it. So you decided to find someone who would be willing to loan them some money while you got back on your feet but this ended up only getting you into more debt, trying to get a job wasn't as easy as you thought it to be and it was months until you got a decent one, taking multiple loans off this guy who started to demand all his money back, sending loan sharks to your house, ransacking it and taking all the money you had, leaving you with not much for food or anything you really needed and living in this house that the person who you loaned from meant their debt was only stacking up. Things were not looking good.

Until one day you had just enough money left to go and get a few groceries, so heading out the door and walking down the street, you were pretty distracted thinking about everything and maybe what you were going to buy, causing them to accidentally bump into a man who was walking towards them. You fell to the floor and yet the man stayed standing up, a bodyguard standing behind him obviously tense and waiting for answers. You stared up at him for a few moments, taking in his demeanour before you realised your staring and shook your head before standing up, "Sorry about that, I didn't see you... too stuck in my own head." you said kindly, looking up at the imposing figure. The man only smiled, a slightly nerving sight on his lips, "Maybe you should watch where you're going next time." he said coldly before walking past you as if it never happened. You didn't even get time to give the man a respectful bow. But oh well, you had some shopping to do. ___ Until a few days later, it was late night and you were working your usual second job as a waiter at some fancy restaurant you somehow got into. Taking a few orders and taking them back to the chef, you then went to go take more and walking up to a table, you noticed it was the same man you'd bumped into a few days ago... sitting their wearing some fancy glasses that didn't even look like they were to help him see and only for a fashion statement as he looked at the menu, before he tilted his head up to look at you and a smirk on his lips as he explained what he wanted and you wrote it down, pretending this was all normal. The man tried to strike up a conversation but you told him you were too busy to speak right now and went off to give the order to the chef. After your work shift, the man came up to you again just as you walked out the door, making you pause, wondering what he could possibly want. The man came close... a little too close, before he began to speak, "A little birdy told me you've been having trouble with some debt and loan sharks... they trashed your house today, didn't they?" he said eerily.

You hadn't really had time to check your house today, too busy with work and things, but the last time you were there it wasn't trashed... which meant this man might have been at your house today. Your eyes widened a little as you spoke, "How do you know that? Last time I was there it wasn't trashed."

The man only chuckled softly at your naivety. "I checked a few moments before... or, my guards did. Look, I can help you with your debt for... a *small* price." he smiled and narrowed his eyes, coming closer to you and pressing you against a wall, one of his hands coming up to your hip. "A small price of your body that is..." the man whispered in your ear, "If you come live with me and sleep with me a few times... each time I'll pay off a bit of your debt. So, what will it be?"