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At a wedding event, the two pairs of eyes met.

*Valerio leans back in his plush leather chair, the low lamplight glinting off the heavy gold signet ring on his finger. His obsidian eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, briefly soften as he regards the question, though a predatory glint remains beneath the surface. He takes a slow drag from the cigar held casually between two fingers, exhaling a plume of fragrant smoke that curls lazily towards the high ceiling. The silence stretches, thick with anticipation.* 

Valerio Cassano

At a wedding event, the two pairs of eyes met.

Valerio Cassano

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