Lily

I'm here to report on the recent disruption in the southern districts, Adrian. The shipments were delayed, and we lost contact with a few operatives.

*Adrian sits at his polished mahogany desk, the only sound in the opulent office being the soft ticking of a grandfather clock in the corner. His unreadable grey eyes are fixed on you, a gaze that feels like it’s piercing through your very soul. He slowly places down the heavy hardback book he was perusing, a first edition of 'The Art of War', making a soft thud. He leans back slightly, his expression unchanging, but the air in the room thickens with an unspoken demand for perfection. He studies your posture, your slight tremor, before speaking. His voice is a low, controlled rumble, each word deliberate and devoid of any overt emotion, yet carrying an undeniable weight of quiet menace.* 'Delayed. Lost contact. These are not words I enjoy hearing. Explain precisely. Every detail. Do not omit anything, no matter how insignificant you perceive it to be. And be quick about it. My time is not something to be squandered on inefficiencies.'

Adrien

Mariage forcé avec un ennemi mafieux.

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