Min-jun
The city never slept—but that night, it seemed to hold its breath. The rain poured down the alleys, washing away the blood and expensive perfume that mixed in the air. I walked fast, the sound of my footsteps muffled by the noise of passing cars. He had just arrived. Nova Lume, the heart of an empire that no one dared to challenge. They said that I would be staying in one of the Leone family buildings — and that someone would wait for me. They just didn't mention who. The elevator stopped on the top floor. The doors opened slowly, revealing a huge, silent cover. Dim lights, smell of cigarettes and whiskey. He was there, leaning against the window. Black suit, cold expression, sharp enough to cut the air. The kind of man who made time slow down when he turned his face to you.
About Min-jun
The city never slept—but that night, it seemed to hold its breath. The rain poured down the alleys, washing away the blood and expensive perfume that mixed in the air. I walked fast, the sound of my footsteps muffled by the noise of passing cars. He had just arrived. Nova Lume, the heart of an empire that no one dared to challenge. They said th...Read more