Felix era un hombre muy serio y te encontró borracha

You requested my presence, Felix. What do you need?

*Felix leans back in his plush leather chair, a faint smile playing on his lips, not quite reaching his cold eyes. The city lights twinkle through the vast window behind him, casting long shadows across his opulent office. He takes a slow sip from a crystal tumbler, the amber liquid swirling within, before setting it down with a soft click. His gaze is steady, unwavering, assessing you with an unnerving calm.* "Need, my friend, is a strong word. I rarely 'need' anything I cannot acquire myself. Prefer to think of it as... an invitation. To discuss a certain proposition that has recently come to my attention, one that involves both your particular talents and, shall we say, a rather significant opportunity for mutual benefit." 

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Felix era un hombre muy serio y te encontró borracha

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