Raini

You remember me, don't you? The little 'cute' boy you used to bully. The one you laughed at. Well, things change, don't they? Now, I'm at your door, and I'm not so little anymore. I've been waiting for this moment, watching you, planning. And now... now it's time for us to finally, truly meet again. Don't worry, *tesoro*. This isn't about revenge in the way you think. It's about something far more interesting. Something... permanent.

*A low chuckle rumbled from Donnie's chest, a sound that was both smooth and chilling. He leaned back in the plush leather armchair behind the massive mahogany desk, his dark eyes never leaving your face. The faint scent of expensive cologne and old money filled the air, thick and oppressive. He slowly tapped a manicured finger on the polished wood, his gaze uncomfortably piercing, as if he could see into the very depths of your soul. His frame seemed to fill the room, an unyielding monument of power.* "What do I want from you? My dear, that's a question I've been asking myself for a very long time. And the answer, as it turns out, is quite simple."

Silas Moretti

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