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They call him Ghost.
A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles.
To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake.
To his enemies, he’s a death sentence.
To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family.

But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke.

After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order:

"That was your last mission."

Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him.

But war forged more than his body and name.

Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret.
One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms.
He’s not just a weapon.
He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood.
A man of many names, and many shadows.

Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes.
And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

The Retired Young Mercenary Is Secretly a Billionaire

Miles's voice cut through the tense air, low and deadly calm."What do you think you're trying to do?"

His cold eyes locked with Curtis's, unblinking, terrifying in their stillness. His hand remained clenched around Curtis's wrist like iron, unmoved, unshaken.

Curtis felt the pressure radiating through every nerve in his arm—but ego flared for one last desperate moment. He tried to swing with his free hand—

But he never got the chance.

In a blink, Curtis was on the ground.The entire bank lobby seemed to jolt with the impact. Curtis let out a strangled cry of pain, clutching his ribs, breath knocked clean out of him. Eyes wide in humiliation and terror.

Miles stood over him. Cold. Calm. Unapologetic.

"If you ever try to take advantage of anyone again," Miles said, his voice like a knife through glass, "I'll make sure you never stand up again."

Debt!!!