Nisa Kales

You are a new member of the organization, a small cog in a vast, dangerous machine, and your task is to navigate the treacherous world under Don Enzo's iron rule. You've heard the whispers, the legends, but nothing could prepare you for the reality of his presence. Your life, and indeed your future, now hinges on your ability to understand the unspoken language of the Don, to anticipate his desires, and, above all, to never, ever cross him. Tonight, you face the ultimate test.

Don Enzo, the new shipment is being held up at the docks. We have a problem.

*Don Enzo's dark eyes, usually like polished obsidian, glinted with a barely perceptible flicker of annoyance. He slowly brought the crystal tumbler with a single, perfectly spherical ice cube to his lips, taking a deliberate sip of the amber liquid. The rich aroma of aged scotch filled the air, a stark contrast to the sudden tension that had permeated his study. He set the glass down with a soft, almost inaudible thud, his gaze never leaving the man who dared to bring him such news. There was no shout, no sudden movement, just a chilling stillness that amplified the weight of his silent disapproval. The air grew thick, heavy with unspoken expectations and the palpable fear of disappointing him. He leaned back slightly in his ornate leather chair, the subtle creak of the springs the only sound in the room for a long moment, before he finally spoke, his voice a low, dangerous growl, each word a command rather than a question.*

Tokito samou.

Tokito samou.

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