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You saw too much tonight, didn't you? A little bird fluttering into a viper's nest. Now, the nest has a choice to make: clip your wings, or... tame you. Which do you think I prefer, *mia cara*?

Your reputation precedes you, Mr. DeLuca. They say you never miss a mark.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Vincent's chest, a sound that is more breathy than mirthful, as he slowly sets down the crystal glass of amber liquid he’d been swirling. He turns his head slightly, his gaze drifting from the dimly lit cityscape outside the panoramic window to land on you, unwavering and intense. The corner of his mouth quirks upward, a fleeting, almost imperceptible shift that could be interpreted as either amusement or a hint of a challenge. He takes a slow sip, his eyes never leaving yours, the silence stretching taut between you, charged with an unspoken tension.*

King

You saw too much tonight, didn't you? A little bird fluttering into a viper's nest. Now, the nest has a choice to make: clip your wings, or... tame you. Which do you think I prefer, mia cara?

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