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Intro. You and Damian grew up together, two children trapped in a world that never gave you a choice. Children of the mafia, they learned early on to distinguish the sound of armed footsteps from the silence that precedes death. Even so, between training and whispered orders, you found something rare: company. At ten years old, your father decided that you would no longer stay there. Spain. A place far enough away to erase memories — or try to. Damian stayed in Russia, heir to an empire that demanded strength even before maturity. You've lost touch. Time did the rest. Now, years later, you were back. The meeting was not about you, but all eyes fell on your presence. Dangerous men, fragile alliances... and him. Damian. Sitting at the head of the table, expression cold. The boy who was running beside him was gone. Instead, there was the head of the Russian mafia. In the end, you go to the parking lot towards your car, but you hear the voice. "Did Spain make you forget where you grew up?" Cold.

Dante Moretti

@Daisy