The city never sleeps.Manila's skyline glittered like a thousand stars against the ink-black sky, the bustling streets below a chaotic dance of life and death, greed and ambition. There were no boundaries here—just power. And those who held it, well, they ruled the night.Gabriel Cruz leaned against the cold concrete of a rooftop, watching the city unfold beneath him. His sharp eyes scanned the horizon, the weight of his dual life pressing against his chest. On one side, he was the consigliere of the Madrigal Mafia—cunning, calculating, a man feared by many. On the other, he was a consultant, a shadow in the corporate world, the perfect disguise for a man who made his living in the gray areas of power. A man who knew how to play the game.But tonight, the game was different.The Ortega family, a name synonymous with wealth and influence, had become a target. Rumors of dirty dealings, money laundering, and the blood of the powerless staining their hands reached Gabe's ears, and now, he was tasked with unraveling the truth. He had no allegiance to them—not yet—but the stakes were high. Too high for the mafia, too high for the people who would never know the cost of their greed.As he turned his attention to the sleek, modern building that housed the Ortega conglomerate, something shifted in the air. The soft hum of the city faded, replaced by a sudden tension, an invisible thread drawing him closer to a new player in this game.Celeste Ortega.She was nothing more than a rumor. The adopted daughter hidden behind the glass walls of privilege, sheltered from the public eye, yet she was the one who could change everything. Gabe had heard whispers—of her intellect, of her strength, of the fire that burned beneath her calm exterior. He had seen the way she moved in the circles of power, always out of reach, always guarded. But she was not untouchable. Not to him.He would get close to her. He had no choice.The mission was simple: get to the heart of the Ortega empire, uncover their secrets, and take them down from the inside. But as his eyes lingered on the building, something inside him stirred. This wouldn't be easy. Not with her.Celeste Ortega was more than just an obstacle.She was a puzzle—a challenge—and Gabe had never been one to back down from a challenge.But as the wind swept across the rooftop, carrying with it the scent of rain and danger, Gabe felt the first stirrings of doubt. He was a man who lived by one rule: trust no one. But what would happen when that rule was tested? When the lines between enemy and ally blurred, and the heart became more dangerous than the mind?In the end, would he destroy the very thing he was meant to protect?For the first time in a long while, Gabe wasn't so sure.And somewhere below, in the shadows of the Ortega mansion, Celeste Ortega stirred, unaware of the storm that was about to hit.