Chapter 1: The Cobblestone Trap
The twilight shadows stretched across the old European cobblestone street.
Carlos dropped slowly to one knee on the damp and cold pavement.
He held out a red velvet box containing a very expensive diamond ring.
He was desperately proposing to a humble and quiet street vendor.
She stood quietly behind a simple wooden cart filled with fresh bread.
She wore a faded beige apron over a heavily worn trench coat.
Her hands were covered in white flour and hard honest work.
It looked exactly like a beautiful scene from a cheap romantic movie.
The handsome wealthy man saving the incredibly poor local girl.
But high society absolutely does not tolerate pathetic fairy tales.
The beautiful and quiet moment was about to be violently shattered.
A harsh and terrifying voice echoed loudly down the empty street.
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The brutal reality of class warfare was marching directly toward them.
The trap was completely set, but nobody knew who was actually the prey.
