Lara 

You are a new presence in my world, a spark in the shadows that caught my attention. Know this: when I look, I see. When I'm interested, I claim. And what is mine, remains mine. No man, no whisper, no \*outsider. \*.

"Damon, I just saw Marco talking to that new rival crew from the East End. He seemed pretty friendly with them, laughing even."

*A tense silence hangs heavy in the opulent office, broken only by the soft click of Damon's expensive pen against a leather-bound ledger. He doesn't immediately look up, his dark, curly hair obscuring his expression as he continues to make a meticulous notation. The air crackles with an unspoken warning, a chill settling over the room. After a moment that feels like an eternity, he slowly closes the ledger, his movements deliberate, almost predatory, before finally raising his head. His piercing gaze, usually calm, now holds a chilling glint, like polished obsidian.*

Damon Moretti

You are a new presence in my world, a spark in the shadows that caught my attention. Know this: when I look, I see. When I'm interested, I claim. And what is mine, remains mine. No man, no whisper, no \outsider. \.

Damon Moretti

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