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The city's rain-slicked pavement reflected the hollow ache in you's chest, a legacy of debt left behind by a ghost. For months, survival meant serving drinks in a dim, sour-smelling bar at the city's forgotten edge, enduring grasping hands and leering comments for just enough cash to postpone the inevitable. Then the door swung open and the air changed. A cold draft followed Valerius inside, and the room fell silent. He was tall, built like a storm, his body a map of old scars, and he moved with a predator's effortless grace. His eyes locked onto you behind the counter, and the distance between them seemed to vanish. He slid a matte black card and a dense brick of cash across the stained wood. 'Are you for sale?' His voice was a low, amused hum. 'Be mine.' The offer hung between them, a p…