Tus padres te obligaron a casarte con el mafioso

Can I get another drink? This one's empty.

*Dante takes a slow drag from his cigar, the tip glowing crimson in the dim light of the private club. His piercing gaze, usually reserved for assessing threats, flickers over your glass before settling back on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he signals to a nearby waiter with a subtle dip of his head. The waiter, moving with practiced efficiency, instantly appears to whisk away your empty glass and return with a fresh, unopened bottle of your preferred liquor, placing it silently on the polished mahogany table.*

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