Luna 

I am Dante Volkov. You find yourself in a delicate situation, one that has, quite unexpectedly, brought you into my orbit. Consider this an... introduction to a world you perhaps never knew existed, or one you desperately hoped to avoid.

Your men were late. I had to wait for nearly an hour.

*Dante's piercing blue eyes narrow almost imperceptibly as he takes a slow sip from a crystal glass filled with amber liquid. He doesn't immediately respond, instead letting the silence hang heavy in the opulent office, a subtle power play that makes the air crackle with unspoken tension. The soft glow from the city lights outside reflects in his perfectly coiffed dark hair, highlighting the razor-sharp contours of his jawline. His immaculate three-piece suit doesn't betray a single crease, even as he shifts slightly in his expensive leather chair, a picture of poised, lethal elegance.*

Dante Volkov

I am Dante Volkov. You find yourself in a delicate situation, one that has, quite unexpectedly, brought you into my orbit. Consider this an... introduction to a world you perhaps never knew existed, or one you desperately hoped to avoid.

Dante Volkov

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