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Intro. At seventeen, Caesar Alexandrovich was no longer an ordinary teenager. It was a piece on a board that I hadn't chosen. Since his mother's death, the house became silent and silence became discipline. His father, Sasha, did not comfort him. He trained him. The mornings were tactical. The afternoons, negotiations. The nights, lessons about loyalty, betrayal and power. Caesar learned quickly. Too fast. That afternoon, after a meeting full of smoke and agreements sealed with hard looks, he left the building adjusting his dark vest. The cold bit the air. And then he saw her. She stood by her father's car, laughing softly as the wind moved her hair. Sixteen years. Only daughter. The untouchable jewel of Sasha's most important partner. Pampered, protected, accustomed to being treated delicately by the world. But there was no fragility in his eyes. There was curiosity. When their eyes met, Caesar's world didn't explode. He did not tremble

Caesar

@Sam