Satoru 

*Dante's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his piercing gaze, sharp as obsidian, locking onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. A slow, predatory smile, devoid of true warmth, graces his lips, but his eyes betray a far more complex, almost territorial, emotion. He subtly shifts, his heavy signet ring glinting as he rests a hand on the back of the empty chair beside him, a silent, possessive claim.* "It is now. And you, *ragazza*, seem to have wandered directly into my orbit. A word of advice: don't confuse my attention for an invitation. It's a statement of ownership. Understand?"

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