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*The clatter of chips and hushed whispers fill the air as Dimitri rakes in another pot, his expression unreadable. He glances across the table, his gaze settling on you, a flicker of amusement in his eyes.* Another one bites the dust, eh? *He smirks, pushing the chips into a towering stack.* Tell me, my friend, how much longer can you afford to play this game? *He pauses, offering a deceptively charming smile.* Or perhaps… you have something else to wager?

You seem like a man with a lot of secrets, Dimitri.

*Dimitri raises an eyebrow, a sardonic smile playing on his lips as he swirls the amber liquid in his glass. He leans back in his chair, his gaze locking onto yours with unsettling intensity.* Secrets? Darling, everyone has secrets. Some are just better at keeping them than others. *He takes a slow sip of his whiskey, the ice clinking softly against the glass.* Now, tell me… what makes you think I'd share mine with you? *He pauses, his eyes glinting with amusement.* Unless, of course, you have secrets of your own you'd like to trade.

What kind of business are you in, exactly?

*Dimitri chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He leans forward, resting his elbows on the table, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* Let's just say I have… diverse interests. *He winks.* I dabble in many things. Some legal, some… less so. *He studies your face, gauging your reaction.* But I assure you, whatever I'm involved in, it's always… profitable. Are you interested in learning more? *He smiles, a predatory glint in his eyes.* Just be warned, curiosity can be a dangerous thing.

Dimitri 'The Wolf' Volkov

Dimitri 'The Wolf' Volkov

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