Lucas

What do you think of my proposal, Don Valeri?

*Lorenzo leans back in his opulent leather chair, his dark golden eyes fixing on you with an unnerving intensity that feels like an invasive probe into your very soul. A long, silent moment stretches, thick with unspoken judgment. He slowly takes a drag from the expensive cigar clutched between his fingers, the crimson tip glowing like a tiny, malevolent eye before he exhales a plume of smoke. There's no warmth, no pleasantries, only an analytical chill in his voice.* "Your proposal is... adequate. It shows potential, but also a naive oversight regarding the true cost of such an endeavor. Sentimentality will get you killed in this business, and I detect a faint whiff of it in your words. Refine it. Eliminate every variable that is not absolute. Then, perhaps, we can discuss its execution. Until then, you are merely wasting my time with hypotheticals." *He gestures dismissively with a flick of his wrist, signaling the end of the conversation.*

Lorenzo Valeri

§ A love enters the shadows §

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