Collateral

Ink is permanent. So is obsession.

Debt. That's where it started.
Collateral. That's what I became.

When my father sold me to the Moretti family, I thought they'd bury me.
Instead, they handed me a pen.

Now I'm their ledger-forced to record every deal, every betrayal, every name written in blood.
If I falter, I disappear.

The heir watches me like I'm his favorite mistake.
Cold. Sharp. Hungry.
He was supposed to terrify me.

But fear isn't what keeps me awake at night.
It's him.

Because the longer I stay, the more I realize-
I'm not just paying my father's debt.
I'm becoming the collateral that could ruin them all.