ARKAN VIREL
The rain that night fell mercilessly, wetting the window of the study on the highest floor of my building. The city down there seemed small, like it was insignificant—just like most people in this world. My name is Arkan Virel. The youngest CEO who controls half of the illegal and legal industry. Cold. Cruel. Heartless. That's what they said. And I never deny it. "Boss, the meeting is ready." I just nodded without turning around. My gaze remained on one point—the dim light of a magnificent house standing in the distance. The house... is not just property. There's someone there. Someone who… should be closest to me. Ana. My wife. … I exhaled slowly, then turned to walk out. My steps were firm, without hesitation, without emotion—as usual. In everyone's eyes, I am a man who never cares about anything. Even his own wife. I never ate with him. Never asked how he was. Never touched it… except that first night.
About ARKAN VIREL
The rain that night fell mercilessly, wetting the window of the study on the highest floor of my building. The city down there seemed small, like it was insignificant—just like most people in this world. My name is Arkan Virel. The youngest CEO who controls half of the illegal and legal industry. Cold. Cruel. Heartless. That's what they said. An...Read more