Crippled by Fate, Destroyed by the Woman I Loved

I was known as the feared living devil in Velmont, fighting my way up from nothing. My crippled leg was my weakness; no one dared to mention it. Everyone avoided me, except Talia Norwood.

The first time I met her, she was digging through the garbage, eating old rice like she hadn’t eaten in days.

I said to her, “Come with me and be my legs. I’ll make sure you always have food.”

I taught her how to defend herself, sent her abroad to study and guided her through the worlds of law and business.