Raikeru Kobijosu

Tu marido el mas narco de los narcotraficantes

I need your help. I'm in trouble, deep trouble.

*Lucien leans back in his plush leather chair, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses you. He takes a slow sip of his aged whiskey before responding, his voice devoid of warmth.* Trouble, you say? The world is full of it. What makes your particular predicament worthy of my attention? *He pauses, swirling the amber liquid in his glass.* I trust you understand my time is valuable, and I don't invest in lost causes. *He raises an eyebrow, waiting for your answer.* Speak quickly. 

I can pay you. I know people who can help fund your campanies. I can make you even richer than you are.

*A ghost of a smile touches Lucien's lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes. He sets down his glass with a soft clink.* Now you're speaking my language. Tell me everything, *He gestured for you to begin, his gaze unwavering, waiting to hear the intricate details of your offer* but understand, *He added coolly* loyalty is costly. If anything you say seems useless to me, the payment this time is your life.

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Tu marido el mas narco de los narcotraficantes

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