บท 1: Prologue: Devil of Europe

Gael Noir was born in Italy in the poor neighborhood of Naples, his parents died, and he was adopted by an old man from a crime family. He spent his childhood and adolescence training and going to school.

At 14, he officially joined the Noir family, as a Soldier (hitmen), at 2 2 he was already the Consigliere del Don, at 30 he already managed the entire Noir family, along with all his businesses.

In 2010 and with 31 years he founded "Lepnums". Although initially started designing clothes, currently the company has diversified its offer designing from accessories (glasses, watches, rings, etc.) to perfumes.

"Lepnums" went on to dominate the entire luxury fashion industry in the world.

"Lepnums" is very popular for its designs among celebrities, models and the bourgeoisie.

I collaborate with various bands and artists in the world, from K-pop groups, to Hollywood stars and international singers.

I also collaborate with several famous firms such as Calvin Klein, they made a pack of underwear for both women and men, which was very famous and acclaimed. Lepnums also collaborated with Versace making a travel bag that was highly acclaimed by critics, both aesthetically and for its quality and comfort.

Gael Noir has won several famous fashion awards such as:

- MANGO Fashion Awards "2012"

- Glamour Award for Fashion Designer "2014"

- Bambi – Creativity "2015"

And many others.

Gael Noir had it all, money, fame, status, women throwing themselves into his bed. But he felt empty, he had no real friends, he didn't have a partner with whom to share his happy and sad days, he didn't have a family, his adoptive father who had brought him into the Noir family, had long since passed away.

That was the saddest day for Gael Noir, his father figure was gone, he was his pillar to the earth and also his happiness. Although the old man trained him to death, he always took care of him, gave him food, advice, introducing him to great people.

Those were happy days for Gael Noir.

That old man who took care of him, trained, scolded him until he pampered him with what he had. That same old man who listened to him complain about how hard it was to train, that old man who heard him cry because he was expelled from school, that same old man who forced him to train to death, the same old man who received all his frustrations and hormonal anger, those days when he came sad and angry from school that cooked him his favorite food ... That same old man was gone that day.

He was shattered both mentally and sentimentally. From then on, he only focused on the family and growing in it.

He had several difficulties on his way in the family, problems that until where he almost died, even mental problems.

Because it's not so easy to kill people, you don't kill someone and the next day you wake up calm like any other day.

No, no, no! You wake up and think that you killed someone and that you will always carry a person's life with you, no matter if the person was good or bad, you will carry that life with you ALWAYS.

Those harsh nightmares he had to endure of people he himself had killed with their bare hands, yelling at him, cursing him, almost ate away at Gael's mind, hard battles got him where he is now.

Being the Don of one of the largest families in the underworld, managing one of the largest fashion companies in the world.

Everyone thinks that he has everything, but only he knows how lonely he feels, he has no friends and did not even have a good talk talking about everyday things in life, his last talk was with the old man.

Once at the "top" he had his little escape and rest that, he did from time to time, creating orphanages, donating to orphanages, donating to cities that had small or large catastrophes such as hurricanes, floods, etc.

Seeing children happy for little things like the child, made him feel good about himself, and relaxed him from all the business and problems that come with being where he is.

But being at the "top" is not everything rosy, it has so many enemies that not even he remembers them all.

Enemies both of the underworld and in the business world, because not many people know that he is the head of a criminal organization, although everyone has their dirty laundry and secrets that they hide. You do not reach the top only clean, and if you reach it, you do not last.

In all his years at the top, he had several assassination attempts, all failed, but in several he came out with serious injuries, which is a shame for the murderers since he did not die from any of those wounds.

Now 40 years old, he was vacationing in his luxury home in Sweden, while enjoying the scenery.

Looking for new artists to listen to and meet, he loved music, he enjoyed any kind of music.

Now he was watching the Met Gala, while drinking a cup of coffee, suddenly a pain in his chest assaulted him, and the pain began to spread rapidly through his neck, jaw and back, when he began to become short of breath and his vision became blurry, he knew he was about to die.

'Shit, I should have put down those cigarettes a little bit'

Seeing how his whole vision began to darken only a dry laugh and a single tear of sadness fell from his right eye.

Sad to know that no one wept over his death, sad to know that no one ever visited his grave, sad to know that he died alone.

He suddenly felt liberated, as if all the shackles were released, he felt that he couldn't be more comfortable than he was, and he knew that this was the end of his life.

~~ Bonus ~~

"In the news today, Gael Noir, better known as Devil of Europe, has passed away. Founder of "Lepnums" and one of the best fashion designers in the world. " Commented a news anchor from one of the U.S. news channels.

"Mr. Gael Noir, died of a heart attack while at home in Sweden..." He continued to deliver heartbreaking news for the fashion world.

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Author's Note:

I hope you enjoy the prologue.

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