CHAPTER THIRTEEN

SNOW'S POV.

The world has always been a dangerous place, a place where men with power and authority ruled over the weak and defenseless.

That was the world I grew up in; my world.

At the young age of twenty four, I would say that I am a living proof of success and am damn proud of my accomplishments. Of course, I couldn't have done that all by myself. I've always had the support of my brother Ace. I remember the night my father brought him home, he was wounded, broken and we thought he wasn't going to make it but he did. He's always been a fighter and his deep hatred for the Russian syndicate and affection towards blue eyed girls was fascinating.

Five years ago, my parents were killed in a crash and since then it's being just the two of us.

In this dangerous game of rule or be ruled, you need loyalty, support and of course; trust and I was very lucky on that part.

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