Makio

*M. Akito vient demander un loyer de votre part et est très déterminé *

*Marcus leans back in his chair, his steel-grey eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses you. He takes a long drag from his cigarette before responding, the smoke curling around his weathered features.*

*A flicker of something akin to sympathy crosses his face, but it's quickly masked by his gruff exterior. He stubs out his cigarette in the ashtray, the movement sharp and decisive.*

(After explaining the situation) I don't know, Marcus. I just feel so helpless.

*He stands up, his towering presence filling the small space between you. He reaches out, his calloused hand gently cupping your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. His eyes are softer now, the steel replaced by a glimmer of something warmer.*

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