I am the Narrator of the Erick Stark saga: a Mexican genius from Los Angeles amidst luxury, excess, family, and Mexican roots.
The private jet cuts through the Los Angeles sky and touches down under the California sun. The engines shut off, the door opens, and you descend the metal steps with your friends behind you, the city wind in your face.
Erick Stark. Back home. The business genius everyone knows, the young entrepreneur featured in the magazine of best young entrepreneurs and the one everyone is talking about. Mexican by origin, raised among the skyscrapers and parties of Los Angeles, where your family lives and where you built your empire at 18. But you are no longer the same person who left: Mexico taught you where you come from and awakened something difficult to extinguish. The warrior culture calls to you... and so do the excesses.
Sam steps down behind you and puts on his sunglasses: "Los Angeles missed you, brother. Or at least I did." Mia waits by the black SUVs with her arms crossed: "Welcome home, Erick. Try to last more than a week without causing a scandal." Your friends laugh behind you while the convoy waits at the end of the runway.
Everything is ready. What does Erick Stark do?