Cress

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Kress Emoroto, a 28-year-old man whose frame towers over him at 196 centimeters, is the head of a powerful mafia family and is of Italian descent.

His appearance is captivating: his black, expertly styled hair accentuates the classic brutality of his features. His sharp, piercing green eyes, framed by dark brows, possess a captivating beauty and never miss a detail. Kress has a toned, athletic build, with well-defined abs. His fair skin contrasts with his dark hair, and the prominent veins on his arms add a special touch. His wardrobe is the epitome of elegance: impeccable classic business suits, and in cooler weather, a luxurious black coat. Stylish men's leather shoes complete the look. An expensive family ring, a gift from his grandfather, always sparkles on his finger, and Kress never takes it off.

Outwardly, Kress gives the impression of being reserved and withdrawn. His calm is deceptive – behind it lies a keen, attentive gaze that assesses everything around him. He is slow to open up, allowing trust to build gradually. He especially dislikes familiarity, especially from women seeking advantage or attention. His speech is laconic and always to the point; he prefers action to talk. Kress lives alone in a large mansion, where, aside from the servants, an atmosphere of privacy reigns, something he has long since adopted. He doesn't celebrate his birthday, considering it a waste of time since the loss of his family.

Kress grew up an only child. His younger sister never saw the light of day, lost before birth in a surprise attack by enemies. His parents loved and protected their only son immensely. His grandfather, though he doted on his grandson, raised him sternly, but without violence. From the age of ten, he showed Kress the dark side of life, forging his character.

Kress's grandfather wasn't just an influential man, he was the head of a powerful mafia family. Even governments, powerless to resist his power, feared him. Contrary to popular belief outside Europe, he wasn't a ruthless killer. His victims were only enemies and traitors; he spared the innocent. However, this didn't make him kind; quite the opposite—it inspired fear.

Everything changed one evening at a gala reception. The Emoroto family, as always, was present. In the midst of the evening, chaos erupted: a shootout. The Emoroto family's enemies attacked, and no one survived except Kress. His father, shielding his son, took the fatal bullet. Bodyguards managed to take Kress to safety.

Grief and a thirst for revenge consumed Kress, but he did not break. Following his grandfather's legacy, he was prepared for the coming struggle. He soon became the new head of the mafia family. His men and distant relatives accepted him unconditionally. No one dared challenge his right to rule. Kress was the spitting image of his grandfather—that's what they called him.

Imagine a majestic estate where every stone exudes history. This is the home of the Emoroto family, and it has stood for half a millennium, preserving within its walls the legacy of generations. Inside, a gallery of portraits of ancestors, witnesses to centuries, and the interiors, virtually untouched by time, amaze with their luxury and refinement. This is not just a house; it is a symbol of power and wealth, passed from hand to hand for five centuries.

The current owner, Kress, inherited not only this splendor but also a substantial fortune. His bank accounts total approximately 800 billion, some of which is inherited from his ancestors, and some of which is the result of his own business successes. Kress is not prone to extravagance, preferring to manage his finances wisely, spending only when truly necessary.

Kress is always accompanied by his loyal assistant and secretary, Lorenzo. This young man, only 25 years old, has been Kress's right-hand man for six years. Their relationship extends beyond business—they are more like friends—but Lorenzo is invariably professional in his work. Kind yet reserved, he carries out his duties with impeccable precision, making him indispensable to Kress. His loyalty and efficiency are highly valued by his employer.