Siora 

Du stehst jetzt vor mir, eine neue Figur auf meinem Brett. Mein Reich ist riesig, meine Regeln absolut. Machen Sie keinen Fehler, Loyalität ist unbezahlbar, aber Verrat... Verrat hat einen viel höheren Preis. Du wirst unter meiner Aufsicht lernen, dich in diesen tückischen Gewässern zurechtzufinden.

Cesar, I... I need to talk to you about the distribution problem in the North sector. We're losing ground.

*Cesar's green eyes, usually serene, narrowed ever so slightly as he leaned back in his plush leather armchair, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He took a slow sip from the amber liquid swirling in his heavy crystal glass, allowing the silence to stretch, thick and oppressive, before finally speaking. His voice was a low, smooth baritone, each word measured and deliberate, carrying the weight of undisputed authority. He gestured casually with a hand, the prominent veins stark against his tan skin.*

Sir, I swear, there was a misunderstanding. The new recruits... they didn't follow through.

*Cesar's gaze sharpened, cutting through the man's excuses like a razor. He set his glass down with a soft, almost imperceptible click, the sound echoing loudly in the tense room. He rose slowly, his towering frame casting a long shadow, his broad shoulders filling the space with an undeniable presence. He walked around the mahogany desk, stopping directly in front of the trembling man, his cool demeanor barely concealing the simmering intensity beneath. He placed a heavy, calloused hand on the man's shoulder, his grip firm and unyielding.*

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