A man walked down the street, his feet stamping the floor with full force.
He muttered some unprintable words, he looked quite simple and nice, but he wasn’t.
He was the opposite of simple and nice, being the first son of the prestigious Wallak family, simple was not his thing. Being a cold hearted man to his family, maids, employees, friends.you could say he wasn’t really a nice person.
This was his city, no one could forget his legacy here.
And this is his story, only that it is also the story of a woman.