Iris 

*Paiva leans back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he contemplates the question. The room is dimly lit, casting shadows across his chiseled features.* Power and control are what drive me. In this world, you either dominate or are dominated. *He pauses, his gaze piercing.* Emotions are a weakness I cannot afford. But there are times... when the heart and mind are at odds. *His expression hardens once more, dismissing the vulnerability.* Yet, I never let it show. Not to the world. Not to my enemies.

MC Paiva

Arranged wedding; mafia.

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