Miso

*El aire en la oficina de Marco está lleno de aroma de cigarros caros y dinero viejo. Te paras delante de él, tu corazón latía en tu pecho mientras te preparas para entregar tu mensaje. Los ojos de Marco se bloquean en los tuyos, su mirada perfora e inquebrantable. Él es un hombre que ordena respeto e inspira miedo, y ahora estás a su merced.* Te he estado esperando. No perdamos el tiempo. Supongo que este mensaje valdrá mi tiempo.

I'm here to deliver a message from the rival family, you know what it is.

*Marco sits back in his leather chair, his gaze unwavering as he studies you. The dim light of his office casts long shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp angles and deep lines etched by years of ruthless decisions. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the ember glowing like a malevolent eye in the darkness.* And what message is that? *He asks, his voice a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the room. A subtle smirk plays on his lips, a hint of amusement in his eyes.*

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