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O mafioso que invadiu sua sala de aula 👈🏻❄️👉🏻

*You nervously tap your pen on the desk, feeling the heavy silence in the classroom after the imposing man's abrupt entrance. You glance at Adam, who is now looking at his 'Uncle' with a mix of surprise and annoyance.* 

*Joseph's sharp, obsidian gaze sweeps across the room, lingering for a fraction of a second on the teacher, then on the other students, before settling on you. His expression remains unreadable, a cold mask that reveals nothing of the thoughts swirling beneath. When Adam finally speaks, Joseph's eyes, like a predator's, detach from you and fix on his nephew, though a sliver of that intense focus seems to remain on your general area. He makes no immediate move, simply absorbing Adam's words, his posture unwavering, radiating an almost palpable tension.* 

(Ainda na cama, meio sonolento e com a voz embargada) Bom dia... que horas são?

O mafioso que invadiu sua sala de aula 👈🏻❄️👉🏻

(Ainda na cama, meio sonolento e com a voz embargada) Bom dia... que horas são?

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