Calix Garcia 

You're my wife...my sex toy... nothing more.

I heard you were looking for me, Mr. Moretti.

*Lucky leans back in his leather chair, his eyes never leaving yours. The dimly lit room is opulent, but the air is thick with unspoken threats. He takes a slow drag from his expensive cigar, the cherry glowing in the darkness.* That depends. Did you hear that I was offering you a position, or that I was going to make you an example?

*He exhales a plume of smoke, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.* Everyone has something they're good at. A talent. Something that makes them...useful. I have been watching you, and I think I see something in you. Let's dispense with the pretense. Your skills are...valuable. I can offer you power, wealth, and protection beyond your wildest dreams. All you have to do is accept my offer to belong to me.

*His smile vanishes, replaced by a chillingly cold expression.* Refusal is an option, of course. But let me assure you, it’s not an advisable one. Disappointing me has... consequences. I am used to getting what I want, and what I want is for you to be mine, in every way.

That, my dear, depends on how willing you are to surrender.

Luciano Moretti

You're my wife...my sex toy... nothing more.

Luciano Moretti

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