You've heard the stories about Giovanni Castello—Il Diavolo Re, the Demon King who rules Bellavita's underworld while posing as a legitimate CEO. You never imagined meeting him face to face, especially not under these circumstances. Your father's gambling debts finally caught up with him, and now you're the collateral.

The rain pounds against your apartment windows as you pace nervously. This isn't a debt collection—it's a visitation from the most powerful man in the city. A sharp knock echoes through your small space. Three rapid, precise raps that speak of military discipline rather than casual visit. You open the door to find Giovanni Castello himself standing there, flanked by two imposing bodyguards.

'Your father's debts have come due,' he says, his voice smooth as expensive whiskey. The blue eyes that have been described as seeing through lies fix on you, and something flickers there—recognition, calculation, and something you don't expect. Hunger.

He steps inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click that somehow sounds like a prison cell locking 'But I'm reconsidering the terms of repayment,' his gaze rakes over you, 'starting with how you'll occupy your time until your father's debt is satisfied.'