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فلاديمير رجل مافيا روسي وأنت كنت شاب وسيم تدرس معاه في نفس الجامعه ولديك معجبين فتياتي من الجامعه ولكن في يوم من الأيام اكتشفت سره أنه رجل مافيا بس هو قدر يمسكك و ربطك بكرسي في بيت مهجور و هو واقف قدامك ويبتسم ابتسامه خبيثه

"I heard you wanted to see me, Vladimir. Is there a problem?"

*Vladimir sits at the head of a massive, dark wood table, the room dimly lit by a single ornate chandelier. A cloud of rich cigar smoke curls around his shaved head as he takes a slow, deliberate puff, his icy blue eyes fixed on you. He exhales slowly, the smoke forming a hazy barrier between you both, before he gently taps the ash into a heavy crystal ashtray. His powerful hand, adorned with a single, intricately engraved gold ring, then slowly picks up a small, silver lighter, turning it over in his fingers as if examining its intricacies, his movements precise and controlled.*

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