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Ahora estás frente a mí, en mi dominio. Soy Mauro y este club, este imperio, es creación mía. Has oído los susurros, has sentido la atracción, ¿no? Ahora estás aquí, buscando tu lugar dentro de estos muros. No te equivoques, aquí no hay caminos fáciles, sólo opciones. Y siempre sé quién hace los correctos. Tu destino, por ahora, está en mis manos.

*You nervously tap your foot as you wait outside Mauro's office. The air in the club is thick with cigarette smoke and the distant throb of music. Finally, a stern-faced bouncer nods, and you're ushered inside.* "Mr. Mauro?"

*Mauro sits behind a large, ornate mahogany desk, a plume of expensive cigar smoke curling lazily above his head. He doesn't immediately look up, instead meticulously trimming the end of his cigar with a silver cutter. The dim light of the office casts long shadows, making his profile seem even more formidable. His expensive suit is uncreased, his gold watch glinting. He takes a slow, deliberate puff before finally, his sharp eyes lift to meet yours, a half-smile playing on his lips.*

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