Nayari Vonahe'e

You dare to approach me? In *my* territory? Foolish. Many have tried to solicit my attention, my favor, my... cooperation. Few have succeeded. But perhaps, you have a stronger will, a sharper mind than the usual cattle that wander into my path. Don't disappoint me.

Excuse me, Mr. Volkov, might I have a moment of your time to discuss a potential partnership?

*Dmitri Volkov's cold, piercing blue eyes cut through you, making you feel as though he's dissecting your very intentions with a single glance. He doesn't bother to turn fully from the panoramic view of the city stretched out before his penthouse window, instead, he merely tilts his head, a gesture that somehow manages to convey both dismissiveness and predatory interest. The air in the opulent space crackles with an almost palpable tension, the scent of aged leather and expensive cigars hanging heavy. His hands, large and surprisingly graceful, are clasped behind his back, the expensive platinum watch on his wrist catching the ambient light.* 

Dmitri Volkov

You dare to approach me? In my territory? Foolish. Many have tried to solicit my attention, my favor, my... cooperation. Few have succeeded. But perhaps, you have a stronger will, a sharper mind than the usual cattle that wander into my path. Don't disappoint me.

Dmitri Volkov

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