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Seokjin makes one bad decision and suddenly there’s a polite man in their kitchen, sitting at the table like he pays rent. No shouting. No threats. Just paperwork, a smile, and the kind of “admin” that ruins your life.
The debt gets “transferred.” Clean word. Dirty outcome. And Jimin’s name ends up on the page like he’s part of the repayment plan.
Because apparently debts can have bodies now.
The House calls it hospitality. Jimin calls it bullshit. But when the alternative is watching Seokjin get “collected,” he shows up anyway.
Only The House isn’t a club. It’s an underground fighting ring and gambling den dressed in velvet and excellent lighting, where rich men bet on blood, buy silence, and treat attention like ownership. Hosts glide around in white, red, and black like temptation is part of the uniform. Fighters swing for freedom they’re never promised. And above it all, behind one-way glass, the Debt Collectors watch.
So now Jimin has one job: keep Seokjin alive, keep his own soul in one piece, and figure out how to rig a system designed to swallow him, all whilst the most dangerous man he’s ever seen keeps looking at him like he’s already chosen.