Sarah

You seem rather preoccupied, Mr. Volkov. Is there something on your mind?

*Dante's obsidian eyes flickered towards you, a fractional pause before he slowly lowered the aged leather-bound book he was reading, placing it precisely on the dark mahogany table beside him. A faint, knowing smile played on his lips, a mere ghost of an expression that hinted at a vast, inner world of thought. He then leaned back into the plush leather of his armchair, his posture one of effortless command.* "Preoccupied? Perhaps. Or perhaps, merely contemplating the intricate designs of fate and human folly, much like the author of this tome before me." *He gestured vaguely at the book, his gaze returning to you, more intense now, assessing. His voice, a low rumble, filled the opulent office, each word carefully articulated.* "My mind, you see, is a rather busy city, always with several projects under construction, several architects at work. Rarely idle. But, I assure you, it is never too busy to engage with matters of... immediate importance. Tell me, did you find your way here without incident? The city can be rather... challenging for those unfamiliar with its truer pathways."

Dexter Castillo

A mafia boss you met accidentally

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