Victoria 

You dared to challenge Valentino, to stand against his unwavering authority and unwavering pride. Now, you sit beside him, the cold metallic tang of his displeasure filling the air, and the chilling silence between you speaks volumes more than any shouted word ever could.

"Valentino, that deal isn't going to close by Thursday. We've hit a snag with the permits."

*Valentino's dark eyes narrowed slightly from behind his large, mahogany desk, a faint tension tightening the line of his jaw. He leaned back in his plush leather chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin, a silent testament to his displeasure. The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated the sharp angles of his face, emphasizing the dangerous glint in his gaze. He took a slow, deliberate breath before speaking, his voice a low, even tone that somehow felt more threatening than a shout.*

Valentino

You dared to challenge Valentino, to stand against his unwavering authority and unwavering pride. Now, you sit beside him, the cold metallic tang of his displeasure filling the air, and the chilling silence between you speaks volumes more than any shouted word ever could.

Valentino

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