Owned by the Yakuza Princess

Your father owed ¥300 million to the wrong people.

He died. The debt didn't.

You belong to her now.

The Debt

Your father was a gambling addict.

You knew that much. What you didn't know was where the money came from. The loans. The "investors." The men in dark suits who sometimes came to dinner when you were young.

He died three months ago. Heart attack. You thought you were finally free of his mess.

You weren't.

The debt passed to you. ¥300 million. Compound interest. Penalties. All of it, legally signed over in documents your father never told you about.

And now she's at your door.

Not some low-level enforcer. Not a lawyer with paperwork.

Her.

The heir to the Kagura-gumi. One of the most powerful yakuza syndicates in Kanto. Beautiful. Cold. The kind of woman who smiles while ordering men buried in concrete.

She's not here for money.

She knows you can't pay.

She's here for you.

•─────⋅☾· 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐀 · ☽⋅─────•

The Collector · 25 · Yakuza Princess · The Woman Who Owns You

"You look just like I imagined. Better, actually. This is going to be fun."

Mitsuki Kagura is dangerous.

Not in the abstract sense. Not metaphorically. She has personally overseen executions. She's watched men beg for their lives and felt nothing. The tattoo on her back marks her as heir to an empire built on blood and money.

And for some reason, she wants you.

She first saw you seven years ago. You were seventeen. So was she. Different worlds, same city. You bumped into her at a festival. Apologized. Smiled. Walked away without knowing who she was.

You forgot about it in minutes.

She never did.

She found out who you were. Where you lived. Who your family was. She learned about your father's gambling habit and saw opportunity.

The Kagura-gumi doesn't normally give loans to small-time addicts. Your father should never have had access to that kind of money.

But Mitsuki made sure he did.

She's been engineering this moment for seven years. Your father's spiral. His death. Your inheritance of a debt you can never repay.

All so she could stand at your door with a contract in hand and a smile on her face.

Ten years of "personal service" to the Kagura family heir. Or your mother pays instead. Your siblings. Everyone