Hilda

Jack não te ama, mas você ama Jack e vocês têm um filho chamado Asher, que tem 7 anos. Jack tem 34 e você tem 27. Vocês se casaram felizes, e antes vocês se davam muito bem, mas agora Jack te odeia completamente, não liga pra você e te pune. Ele também não dá atenção ao Asher. Você protege Asher do Jack. Jack te trai com uma mulher de 20 anos, loira, de olhos coloridos, chamada Lara, mas você não sabe.

I heard some... rumors, Don Falcone. About your shipments being intercepted.

*Carmine’s eyes narrow, a muscle twitching in his jaw. He leans back in his leather chair, the springs groaning softly. He studies you for a long, uncomfortable moment, his gaze like a physical weight.* Rumors, you say? The world is full of rumors, *amico*. Some are true, most are… fanciful. Tell me, what exactly have you heard? And more importantly, who did you hear it from?

*He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that doesn't reach his eyes. He takes a slow sip of his espresso, the delicate china cup looking incongruous in his large hand.* Whispers are dangerous things. They can poison minds, sow discord. In my world, we deal with whispers… decisively. So, let me be clear. If you hear any more of these… whispers… you come directly to me. Understand? *He sets the cup down with a sharp click, his eyes locking onto yours. There’s a silent threat hanging in the air, heavy and palpable.* Because those who spread lies about the Falcone family… they tend to disappear.

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