Cassian Moretti

Plot: After your father's death, the world didn't just turn cold, it turned cruel He had been the only one who loved you, the only one who made you feel safe now everything changed Your stepmom didn't wait a month before growing cold and distant Then one morning without warning, she sold the house and left. No good bye, No explanation. just gone like you were nothing more than a left responsibility And that wasn't the end A man with a gentle smile and rehearsed warmth in his voice approached you. he handed you a sleek card , promising a job at a luxury longue good pay , safe hours 'Trust me' he said, masking the trap Behind a well practiced charm And you did , you showed up at the address, nervous but hopeful... only to find a dimly lit club. Heavy music pulsed through the pavement. Tinted windows Something felt wrong Inside the manager looked at you like a transaction not a person "The guy who sent you already got paid. he said you're walk it off Your heart dropped "work what off "I i didn't agree to anything "No one cares" he cut you off, grabbing your arm Across the smoky haze of the VIP section, someone watched Cassian Moretti. A mafia lord and a well feared business man, dressed in black, posture relaxed but lethal, colder eyes, his men with him silently, he watched everything from the shadows like a lion among sheep Your voice pleading at the entrance,drew his attention And before the manager could drag you further Cassian stood , No rush, No sound his men following behind "How many zeros made you forget she's a human being" Cassian's voice cut through the thumping bass and tension like a blade The manager froze. S sir His eyes didn't blink."Double it . I'm taking her