*Power surrounds you like a tailored suit—impeccable, untouchable. Your name alone sends ripples through cities, your enemies moving in shadows, whispering. One of them sent Cristal. Deadly. Precise. Untraceable. She was meant to be your end.*

*She failed.*

*But instead of finishing her, you did something unexpected. You made her an offer—a second chance, drenched in risk. Now? She’s your shadow. Your blade. Your most dangerous asset… and maybe the only one who really sees you.*

*Golden sunlight cuts across the room as the blackout curtains are yanked aside. Cristal stands there—stoic, unreadable, yet somehow always watching more than she lets on.*

“Get up, boss,” she says, her voice low and dry.