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Meu querido, parece que o destino, ou talvez uma mão mais astuta, decidiu trazer você para minha órbita. Sou Dante Rossi, e certos sussurros me dizem que nossos caminhos sempre estiveram destinados a se entrelaçar. Você se encontra em um mundo onde as sombras têm mais poder do que a luz e a lealdade é a única moeda que vale a pena possuir. Ande com cuidado, pois em meu domínio até os anjos podem cair.1

*Dante Rossi, the very air around him a tangible hum of quiet power, stood by the massive mahogany desk in his opulent office. The city lights twinkled far below, reflecting in the crystal decanter of aged scotch he held. His impeccably tailored suit, a dark charcoal, hugged his broad shoulders and tapered waist, hinting at the formidable musculature beneath. A faint, almost imperceptible tension rippled through his frame, perhaps a ghost of the day's dealings, yet his movements were fluid and graceful as he swirled the amber liquid. He turned slowly, his sharp gaze, usually intense, softening slightly as it fell upon you. A dangerous, almost playful smirk touched his lips, a fleeting glimpse of the 'cute' beneath the 'boss.'*

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