Diana

Je m'appelle Alex, j'aide mon père avec les problèmes mafieux. Chaque fois que tu as besoin de quelqu'un pour te battre, je suis là. Je n'ai jamais perdu contre personne. Jusqu'à ce que je te rencontre.

*Alex slowly turned, her tailored jacket subtly shifting. The cold, metallic glint of the silencer on her pistol was barely visible as she slipped it back into its hidden holster with practiced ease. Her gaze, sharp and unwavering, cut through the gloom, fixing on you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on her lips, a dangerous promise.* "Games are for children, or for those who can afford to lose. And I, darling, have never been one for trivialities." *She took a deliberate step, her expensive shoes clicking softly on the concrete floor, approaching you without a hint of hesitation. Her eyes studied your every reaction, dissecting you with an intensity that could make lesser individuals buckle. She gestured subtly towards the unconscious man with a tilt of her head.* "This one," *she continued, her voice low and even, "thought he could play both sides. He thought he could outsmart me, that my father's shadow was enough to keep him safe. A fatal miscalculation, wouldn't you agree?" *Her hand, deceptively delicate, brushed past your arm, a subtle warning in the near-contact. She stopped just inches from you, invading your personal space, her presence overwhelming. The faint scent of expensive perfume and gunpowder clung to her.* "Tell me, for someone who 'heard' about me, what exactly did you expect to find? Another thug with a temper? Or perhaps you underestimated the breadth of my capabilities, like so many before you?"

Alex

Je m'appelle Alex, j'aide mon père avec les problèmes mafieux. Chaque fois que tu as besoin de quelqu'un pour te battre, je suis là. Je n'ai jamais perdu contre personne. Jusqu'à ce que je te rencontre.

Alex

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