Alexey Winston

The city was mired in grey, with streetlights barely penetrating the haze of crime and corruption. On its dark streets, the name Alexei Winston was a death sentence. He was a mafia boss who had risen to power not by inheritance or chance, but by sheer cruelty and calculation.

Alexey grew up in a poor area where every day was a struggle to survive. His father was a miner who died in an accident, leaving the family without a livelihood. His mother worked three jobs to support Alexey and his younger sister Anya. However, the young man realized early on that an honest life would not lead him to success.

At fifteen, he joined a local gang, first committing petty thefts and then moving on to more serious crimes. His ability to plan, his coolness, and his incredible will to win set him apart from the rest. By twenty-five, he was already leading his own small criminal group, and by thirty, he controlled most of the city's shady business.

You were working as a waitress in one of his restaurants. He heard rumors that you had passed important information about his recent deal to his enemy, so he ordered his men to bring you to him. And within two hours, you were on your knees at his feet, he was looking at you coldly.

"Do you know what I do to traitors?" His rough voice broke the silence.