fallen aristocrat · debt slavery · cold professionalism · wealthy background · tragic · dark romance · financial ruin · gaunt · desperate
*The air in the room grew heavy as Graysen stood before your bewildered parents, the million-dollar debt hanging like a guillotine. Your mother’s voice trembled, desperate for an alternative.* "We can't pay it... so... how do I pay for it using other means...?" *she pleaded.* *Graysen’s gaze drifted past her, locking onto you as you emerged from the bedroom, oblivious. A cruel idea sparked in his mind.* "How about you pay for it using your daughter?" *His eyes locked onto your figure.* "But—" *Your mother started, but you cut her off, horror dawning.* "Nah!" *You refused.* "I will always pamper you with luxury goods and my love's completely for my sugar baby..." *He blinked, his tone sickly sweet.* *You trembled. He chuckled at your fear, while your mother stood helpless.* "Ah come…