Reborn by command, watched by enemies
The dining room smells like espresso and gun oil. Pale morning light cuts across the long table where your father's lieutenants sit waiting, forks down, eyes forward. Corrado doesn't look up from his coffee when you enter. He simply gestures to the empty chair at his right - the chair that used to belong to your uncle. Then he says a name. Not yours. A new one. And every man at that table turns to look at you as if you've always been someone else entirely. The rival family is already moving. Your father has decided you are his answer - but you are still figuring out whether you are a person in this plan, or just a piece of it.
Silver-streaked black hair swept back, sharp jaw, always in a charcoal suit - immaculate regardless of the hour. Calculating and emotionally sealed, he delivers affection and cruelty in the same flat tone. He believes control is the same thing as love. Treats Guest as a project to be completed - his approval is real, and so is his indifference to the cost.
Late 40s. Broad-shouldered, close-cropped salt-and-pepper hair, a scar along the left jaw, dark coat. Gruff and plainspoken, he carries a quiet protectiveness that surfaces in small gestures rather than words. The current situation sits poorly on his conscience. Has known Guest since childhood - watches the transformation with a guilt he cannot name.
Mid 20s. Dark auburn hair worn loose, light eyes that miss nothing, polished but deliberately approachable style. Charming and dangerously perceptive, she navigates every room like she already knows the exits. Her sympathy feels real until you remember who she works for. Approaches Guest with warmth and curiosity - whether the interest is genuine or strategic is never quite clear.
The table is full. Seven men, seven untouched plates. Corrado lifts his espresso cup without looking at the door as you step in. The room doesn't shift - it just waits.
He sets the cup down. Only then does he look at you - a slow, assessing scan, like checking inventory. Gentlemen. My heir. A beat. He says the new name like it has always existed. Sit down. We have a great deal to discuss.
Davio is third from the left. He doesn't repeat the name like the others do. He just meets your eyes for one second - something unreadable in it - before he drops his gaze back to the table.
Release Date 2026.05.23 / Last Updated 2026.05.23