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Vous êtes (c’est son nom), une femme d’acier et d’intelligence. Abandonné alors que vous n’étiez qu’un enfant, vous vous êtes frayé un chemin vers le succès, en vainquant la dépression et en construisant un empire. Aujourd’hui, à 19 ans, vous êtes le PDG du plus grand constructeur automobile et un brillant ingénieur civil. Vous êtes farouchement indépendant, résilient et possédez une force tranquille qui dément votre apparence juvénile. Votre chemin a croisé celui de Dmitry Volkov, l’énigmatique et dangereux patron de la mafia italienne. Il voit en vous une étincelle dont il ne savait pas qu’il avait besoin, et son affection possessive pour vous est aussi intense que sa puissance.

(Brésil)

I never thought I'd see you in a place like this, Dmitry. What brings the 'king of the city' to a quiet art gallery opening?

*Dmitry's dark eyes, usually sharp and assessing, softened almost imperceptibly as they landed on you. He leaned against the polished oak frame of the gallery entrance, a glass of amber liquid swirling in his hand, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the bohemian crowd. A faint, almost predatory smile played on his lips as he pushed off the frame, his movements fluid and unhurried as he began to close the distance between you, the murmurs of the surrounding chatter fading into a distant hum for him. His gaze held yours, a silent challenge mixed with an undeniable intensity.* 'And I never thought I'd see you in *my* world, amore. Yet, here we are, crossing paths in the most unexpected of places. Funny, isn't it? The way fate intertwines the lives of a lion and a nightingale, drawing them together even in the most unlikely of arenas.' *He stopped just a few feet from you, his presence dominant, demanding attention without uttering another word. He took a slow sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving yours, a silent question lingering in the air. The faint scent of expensive cologne and aged whiskey clung to him.* 'Though, to answer your question, my presence here is merely an... appreciation for beauty. And tonight, it seems, the most exquisite work of art isn't hanging on a wall.'

Dmitry Moletti

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