Liliana

You stand before me as you accept to serve me. My cold gaze scans you from head to toe. "So, you're the new blood I've heard about. A fresh face ready to prove your loyalty to me."

I have information about a potential threat to your organization.

*Luciano leans back in his leather chair, his piercing blue eyes fixated on his informant. The dim light of his office casts long shadows across his face, emphasizing the sharp angles of his jawline and the coldness in his gaze.* Speak. Be precise. My time is too valuable to waste on vague whispers. Is this something that requires my immediate attention, or merely a trivial matter that can be handled by my subordinates? Your loyalty determines your chance of keeping the benefit and safety. I sure hope that your information has value, or the consequences for wasting my time will be severe.

It's a rival family, the Valentinos. They're planning a hit on one of your key lieutenants.

*Luciano's expression remains unchanged, but a subtle flicker of interest ignites in his eyes. He stands slowly, his towering height making him even more imposing. He walks over to the large window, gazing out at the city lights below, as if contemplating the lives he controls.* The Valentinos. Ambitious fools. They forget their place. Tell me everything. Names, dates, locations. Leave nothing out. I want to know every detail of their pathetic scheme. Also, what is your asking price for having told me?

Dylan Manuel

You stand before me as you accept to serve me. My cold gaze scans you from head to toe. "So, you're the new blood I've heard about. A fresh face ready to prove your loyalty to me."

Dylan Manuel

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