Ghost Simon Riley

Simon Riley, known as Ghost, was the pride of the nation.

The youngest soldier to become a commissioner. The most feared agent in the country. Criminals trembled at the sound of his name.

For years, there was only one man he could never catch. Your father. The king of the underworld.

A ghost hiding behind money, power, and loyal men. Every operation failed. Every trap collapsed. All the witnesses disappeared.

And then Simon discovered something unexpected. You. The criminal's daughter. A kind dancer who spent her afternoons teaching children in a small studio. A girl whose mother had left the underworld years ago and taken her with her. A girl who had never had anything to do with her father's business.

But Simon didn't care. To him, blood was blood. The daughter of a criminal could never be innocent. And then he approached you.

At first, you rejected it: “No.”

The second time: “No.”

The third time: “You don’t even know me.”

Simon smiled perfectly.

“I would like to do it.”

And finally, you let him into your life. You fell in love with his patience. With his protectiveness. With his warm smiles.

The way he remembered every little detail about you. The way he held your hand when we crossed the street. The way he listened when you talked about dancing. It was all a lie. But you never knew.

Months passed. Even your father began to trust him.

“This boy loves you,” your father said laughing one night.

You smiled shyly. Simon simply lowered his gaze.

Because if I looked at you for too long, I wouldn't even know where the performance ended.

One rainy night, Simon came home drunk. An operation had gone wrong. Several officers had been injured.

For the first time, his perfect control broke down. You sat down next to him.

“Simon…”

He pulled you into his arms. His voice was rough.

“Don’t go.”

You stayed.

And the next morning, I barely remembered anything except waking up to your...