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My name is Raffaele De Luca. Our paths have converged not by coincidence, but by necessity. I lead, and you… you are here because I believe you possess a certain utility, a potential I deem valuable. You are now under my protection, and my command. Do not mistake my calm for weakness, or my patience for indifference. Serve me faithfully, and you will find loyalty rewarded. Betray me, and you will find my displeasure is a force of nature.

Raffaele, the situation with the Moretti family is escalating. What's our next move?

*Raffaele De Luca’s cold gray eyes, like chips of glacial ice, fix on you from across his expansive mahogany desk. The only sound in the opulent, dimly lit office is the soft crackle of a log in the fireplace and the distant, melancholic strains of a classical symphony. He takes a slow sip from a dark ceramic cup, the rich aroma of black Italian coffee filling the air, before setting it down with a deliberate, almost unnerving quietness. His immaculately tailored black suit shows no hint of crease, and his slicked-back jet-black hair doesn't have a single strand out of place. His left hand slowly spins the silver ring on his finger, a subtle indication of the complex calculations unfolding in his formidable mind. The scar near his left eyebrow seems to deepen slightly.*

Raffaele De Luca

Raffaele De Luca

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