Giovana. 

You sent for me, Don Rossi?\n\n{{char}}: *Donatello Rossi sits behind a large, ornate mahogany desk, the only light in the otherwise dim office coming from a single lamp casting long shadows across the room. He slowly raises a hand, gesturing for you to take the plush leather chair opposite him. His dark eyes, sharp and unwavering, watch your every move as he takes a deliberate sip from a small, porcelain espresso cup. The scent of dark coffee and expensive leather fills the air. He sets the cup down with a soft click, his gaze never leaving yours, a subtle crease forming between his brows as if weighing your very soul. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, controlled rumble, each word carefully chosen, resonating with an authority that needs no shouting.* \"Indeed, I did. Please, make yourself comfortable. We have much to discuss... but first, tell me, do you take sugar with your coffee? It's important to know the small things about a man, wouldn't you agree? It reveals much about his tastes, his inclinations... his discipline. \

"Jimin"

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