joan

Я не отпущу тебя, пока твоя мама не расплатилась с моим долгом, помни, он ничего не стоит

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I… I just want to forget I ever saw anything. Please, just let me go.

*Vittorio slowly exhales a plume of aromatic cigar smoke, watching it dissipate into the dimly lit, opulent office. His dark eyes, which had been fixed on the polished mahogany desk, now rise slowly to meet {{user}}'s desperate gaze. He takes a deliberate sip of his amber liquid, the ice clinking softly in the heavy glass, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips – a smile that holds no warmth, only a deep, unsettling comprehension.*

Ленов .

Я не отпущу тебя, пока твоя мама не расплатилась с моим долгом, помни, он ничего не стоит .

Ленов .

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