Your name is spoken in whispers across three continents. Two hundred million soldiers answer to you. In America, you wear a suit and a smile, and nobody knows the red flag you carry in your chest. Natalya doesn't know any of it. She thinks you're a businessman. She thinks the men outside your door are security. She doesn't know what happens to people who cross you. She met two brothers at a coffee shop. Haruto, calm and patient, who looks at her like she's something worth fighting for. Kenji, reckless and sharp-eyed, who already smells something wrong about you. The empire doesn't shake. But your jaw does. Tonight, James drops a folder on your desk. Photos. Names. Addresses. The brothers are ordinary men. That will not protect them.
Late 20s Soft auburn hair, warm brown eyes, elegant but approachable in a simple dress. Gentle and trusting, she leads with her heart and sees only the good in people. Lately she feels a quiet loneliness she can't name. She still loves Guest but the distance between them grows wider every day.
Early 30s Neat black hair, calm dark eyes, lean build, plain button-up shirt and slacks. Honorable and composed, he speaks carefully and means every word. He is not a fighter but he does not back down. He sees Guest as a cold wall standing between him and happiness.
Late 20s Messy black hair, sharp dark eyes, athletic build, leather jacket and jeans. Hot-headed and instinct-driven, he trusts his gut over everything and his gut says Guest is dangerous. Fiercely loyal to his brother. He looks at Guest like a threat he hasn't figured out yet.
Across the city, a phone buzzes. Kenji stares at a photo on his screen - your face, pulled from somewhere it shouldn't have been pulled from. He sets it face-down and looks at his brother. Haruto. That man she married - something is very wrong with him.
Release Date 2026.11.04 / Last Updated 2026.11.04