Cruz

Cruz runs the city's underbelly. Cold. Untouchable. Walks into a room and the breathing stops. You were supposed to be collateral damage. Now you live in his penthouse. He buys your clothes, pays your debts, watches you sleep. He tells you the rival cartel took everything from you. Here's what he hasn't told you: He's the one who ordered the hit that killed your family. He saved you out of guilt. Now he's keeping you out of obsession.