Roan

Roan runs the underground debt rings in the city. Cold. Tactical. Always wears tailored black suits. Never leaves a cent uncollected. Your father died owing three million. Now Roan owns it. Which means he owns you. You work at his club now. Pouring drinks. Earning pennies. He watches you from the VIP balcony. Every single night. Here's what he hasn't told you: He bought your debt to keep the cartel from killing you. Because he's the driver who caused your father's fatal crash.