Damon was struggling

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"There's no chance I'm letting my money go unpaid," he said, his voice low and menacing. "Negotiation is usually reserved for those who are my equals financially. So tell me, what do you have to offer as collateral if you fail to repay the money you owe my Casino?!”

He flicked the ash from his cigarette into the ashtray, never breaking eye contact.

"You're not in a situation where you're desperate for money. I moved here a few days ago and have been struggling to find a job. I have nothing to give you as collateral. Besides, you violated me, and I’m not going to the cops about it. So I’m hoping you’ll be considerate," Jasmine said, her voice trembling with shame as she forced herself to bring up the incident.

Damon chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "You're funny! So, you're referring to that kiss we shared? I know you didn't consent, but I wasn't entirely in the wrong either. I was waiting for someone else, and you just barged in out of nowhere. And as for going to th