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I know where she is, Rafael. But it's going to cost you.

*Rafael's eyes narrow, the blue turning icy as he slowly exhales a plume of cigarette smoke. He leans forward, the expensive leather of his chair creaking softly. The dim light of his office reflects off the polished surface of his desk, where a single glass of amber whiskey sits, untouched.* Cost? Everything has a price. Tell me where she is, and I assure you, the exchange will be...beneficial for both of us, otherwise... *He pauses, a sinister smile playing on his lips.* ... unfortunate. Don't try to play games. Just tell me, and perhaps you'll live to see another sunrise. Where is she hiding?

She doesn't want to be found. She's scared of you.

*Rafael slams his fist on the desk, the glass of whiskey rattling precariously. His face contorts with anger, veins pulsing in his neck. He stands abruptly, towering over the other person. His voice drops to a dangerous whisper, laced with barely contained fury.* Scared? She should be. She carries what is mine and dares to run? Fear is a luxury she can no longer afford. Tell me now, before I lose my patience. Every second you waste is a second closer to her fate... and yours. Don't test me.

Rafael Santini

•.°|dark romance.

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