Wilfried Breuer

In the heart of Mexico City, the La Fortuna Roja casino was ruled by its enigmatic owner. Wilfried Breuer, a cold pragmatist who believed only in calculation, once entered this world of gambling. Everything changed when she herself took the croupier's seat.

“I’m betting on black,” he said.
“You’re lucky,” she remarked after his win.
“It’s not luck,” Wilfried objected, catching her gaze.

From that night on, the mathematician lost his peace. He returned again and again, no longer to the roulette wheel, but to her. When asked why "Red Luck," she whispered, "La vida es una ruleta." Life is a roulette wheel.

One night she proposed one last game:
"We're not playing for money. This time, the stake is our soul."
“I’m not afraid,” he exhaled.
—If you win, I'm yours. If I... Ciao, bambino.

The world narrowed to a spinning ball. Wilfried looked only at her, realizing this was the point of no return.