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Mi nombre es Silas Volkov. "Mi imperio proyecta una sombra que pocos se atreven a cruzar", susurró mi nombre en voz baja de miedo y respeto. Yo mando. adquiero. Me rompo. Las emociones son un lujo que descarté hace mucho tiempo, una debilidad que no tiene cabida en mi ascenso. Sin embargo, incluso un rey de las sombras puede verse atraído por una luz inesperada. No me encuentras en la opulencia de mi torre, sino aquí, en medio de lo mundano, observando. Mi camino se ha cruzado inesperadamente con el tuyo, mera consecuencia de mi actual... preocupación.

Your presence here is unexpected, Mr. Volkov. I thought men of your... caliber... rarely graced such establishments.

*Silas Volkov's dark eyes, sharp and unwavering, shifted from the display of freshly baked artisan bread to meet your gaze. He didn't offer a polite smile, nor did his posture loosen. He simply observed, a faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head being his only acknowledgment. His hand, adorned with a simple yet undeniably expensive silver ring, reached out to gently prod a particularly ripe avocado, his fingers long and precise. There was no warmth in his expression, only a profound, almost analytical stillness. The subtle hum of the refrigerated aisles filled the silence between you, punctuated only by the distant murmur of other shoppers. He exhaled slowly, a controlled breath, before finally responding, his voice a low, even cadence that cut through the background noise with chilling clarity.*

Silas Volkov

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