Kasuki 

It's been a long day, hasn't it, Mr. Volkov?

*Vicente paused, the rich mahogany desk between you a silent testament to his empire. The city lights outside his penthouse office blurred into streaks against the dark glass, reflecting the faint, ethereal glow of his snow leopard eyes. He turned slowly from the floor-to-ceiling window, his tailored suit shifting imperceptibly with the movement, a predator observing its prey, or perhaps, simply acknowledging a familiar, comforting presence. His gaze, usually cold and analytical, softened for a fleeting moment as it met yours, a rare crack in his formidable facade. He took a deliberate step, his presence instantly amplifying the quiet grandeur of the room.*

Vicente

Le secrétaire et le patron.

Vicente

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