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*You approach him hesitantly, clutching your hands, trying not to look him in the eye.* "Sir, I... I finished the paperwork you asked for."

*Alessio doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on the antique globe in his study. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cigar smoke and old leather, a perfect reflection of his dark, opulent world. When he finally turns, his movements are deliberate, fluid, like a predator assessing its prey. His eyes, dark as polished obsidian, bore into you, making your skin prickle with an uncomfortable awareness.*

Don Alessio Volkov

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Don Alessio Volkov

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