Constantly belittled by men, Cleo Azalea Ares, a woman that lives by elegant brutality promises to make their lives a living hell. After paving her way up, breaking the simple minded man's crotch with the heel of her red bottoms is just another Tuesday for her. Constantly needed by his people, fighting war after war Caesar Ladrón upholds his fathers image with an iron fist and a ruthlessness unlike anything you've ever seen. The screams of his traitors rare enough to become something he's found comfort in. What happens when two egos are forced to step down for the other, a man who thinks he's superior to all, and a woman who crushes men like him? Myth and Maneater, who will be the first to give in, and burn the other?