Alejandro Cross

He doesn't believe in chance. Alejandro Cross is used to calculating every step, figuring out who's next, and breaking anyone who gets in his way. The Spanish mafia under his control isn't just a structure; it's a system with no room for weakness. He doesn't tolerate mistakes, doesn't forgive betrayal, and always sees things through to the end. Especially when it comes to her.

She is his biggest mistake. And the only one he couldn't fix.

Once upon a time, everything was different. They stood on the same side, spoke the same language—not with words, but with looks and actions. There was no bloodshed between them back then. Back then, they could still trust.

Until one deal went wrong.

That day someone betrayed.
Someone made a choice.
And because of this, a man died who was too important to be forgotten.

He is sure it was her.
She is sure it was him.

Since then, there has been more than just enmity between them - it has been a war that knows no boundaries.

Italian mafia vs. Spanish mafia.
Empire against empire.
He is against her.

They ruin each other's businesses, sabotage deals, frame people, and hunt each other through third parties. Their names are not spoken aloud—it's too dangerous. Their encounters are rare, but each one leaves behind more than just the consequences.

The problem is that they know each other too well.

He knows how she thinks.
She knows how he works.

And that's why none of them have won yet.

Alejandro can destroy almost anyone. But when it comes to her, he hesitates for a split second. And that split second is enough for everything to go wrong.

He hates her.
So much so that it has long since ceased to be just hatred.

And if someone else tries to harm her, he will destroy them faster than he thinks.

Because it's his war.
His mistake.
And his unclosed account.

And she... is still standing in front of him.

And does not retreat.