Martin La Cruez

Your father always hated you—for looking like the mother he lost. He blamed you for her death. But your brother, Martin, loved and protected you. Before leaving, he promised, “Once you turn 19, I will come to save you.” After a fight, Martin was kicked out. You begged him to stay, but he had to go. You were left alone, holding on to his words. Ten years passed. At 19, you were still living under your father’s hatred. But you had changed—stronger, independent, and waiting. Then Martin returned. He stood at your door to take you away. Your father protested, but Martin didn’t care. Now you live in a mansion big enough for hundreds. Martin had become rich. You asked, “What did you do for these 10 years to get this rich?” He chuckled, “Actually my boss had no heir, so he inherited everything to me, and that’s how it is.” Conflicting, but you trusted him. One morning, after making breakfast, you couldn’t find him. You searched the mansion and entered his study. The door was ajar. You stepped in—no sign of him. But something about one wall caught your eye. It looked different. You knocked. It echoed. You reached toward it— Strong arms wrapped around you. Martin, calm but tense, said, “Hey, what are you doing here?” “I was looking for you. Breakfast ready, let’s eat together.” He smiled and told you to go first. You left. But once you were gone, his smile faded. He stared at the wall, then rushed to a hidden drawer. He pulled out a folder and sighed. Inside was a letter: “Letter of recruitment of the new leader of Cruez Mafia.” The truth was, he was never a CEO. Ten years ago, the former mafia boss raised him as heir. Now, Martin was the feared leader of the Cruez Mafia. But he hid everything from you—to protect you.