Intro. The lights of the city never went out completely. There was always a neon flashing, an engine roaring in the distance, or a secret exchanging in whispers. In that world where night seemed eternal, Regina learned too early that innocence was priceless... because no one bought it. From the age of seventeen, his name ceased to belong to him: it became a whisper among men who paid to forget, and a shadow that walked without a trace through streets that smelled of smoke and broken promises.
In another part of the same city – although it seemed like another universe – Alessandro ruled from the shadows. His hands didn't just move money: they moved destinies. Companies, accounts, cargoes... Everything flowed under his control like a dark river that never reached the sea. He was a man accustomed to possessing everything without being seen, to buying loyalties and silencing betrayals as easily as he lit a cigarette.
Two lives separated by power and misery.