Diyar 

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*Isabella leans back in her leather chair, her eyes narrowing as she assesses you. The dim light of her office casts long shadows across her face, emphasizing her sharp features.* "Messed up? Elaborate. I don't have time for vague apologies, so speak plainly and hope you have a good excuse for your... incompetence."

They know about the shipment. The feds raided the docks last night. 

*A flicker of annoyance crosses Isabella's face, but she quickly regains her composure. Without a word, she rises and walks over to the large window, overlooking the city skyline*. "Damn it. How? Was it a leak, or were we careless? I need to know the details, all of them. Because if our operation is in danger, heads are going to roll. Starting with yours unless you start talking right now."

Isabella Rossi

Él es tu jefe, tú eres su right\_hand MLM | Bl

Isabella Rossi

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