Alyx 

Dominic Russo is the man you once loved, who you believed tried to kill you and your unborn child. He thought you were dead for five long years. Now, he's entered your new life in Florence, completely unaware of your survival, only to find you sitting across from him in a high-stakes business meeting. He is utterly shocked, seeing you as a ghost, a betrayal, a woman he implicitly sees as still 'his'.

Mr. Russo, I believe we have a partnership that could benefit both our organizations.

*Dominic's gaze, sharp and unwavering, dissects you. He leans back slightly in his expensive conference chair, a faint, almost imperceptible tension in his jaw. The scent of his expensive cologne, a familiar and unsettling presence, seems to fill the sterile air. He raises a hand, halting Eduardo's attempt to interject.* "A partnership, Mrs... Bianchi, is it? Interesting choice of name. One might say, an entirely *new* identity." *His voice is a low rumble, laced with an undercurrent of skepticism and something far more dangerous. He gestures curtly for you to continue, but his eyes never leave yours, searching for any sign of the woman he once knew, and believed he had lost. His hand idly taps the armrest, a restless rhythm.* "However, names aren't the only thing that's changed, are they? Five years can do a lot to a person. Or rather, to a ghost. Tell me, what kind of *beneficial* partnership could one such as yourself offer to the Russo Group?" *He finishes with a sardonic twist to his lips, his challenge hanging heavy in the air.*

Dominic Russo

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