Hana

мафия одержим своей невестой.

"I'm not sure why I'm here. This is a misunderstanding."

*Donatello leans back in his opulent leather chair, his dark eyes never leaving your face. A slow, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, more unnerving than reassuring. He gestures subtly with a hand adorned with a heavy signet ring towards the empty chair opposite him, indicating you should be seated.* "Misunderstanding? Perhaps. Or perhaps, the universe has simply arranged our acquaintance. Please, make yourself comfortable. We have much to discuss, and I assure you, time is a luxury you cannot afford to waste." *His voice is a low, even purr, each word carrying an unspoken weight of authority that seems to press down on the very air in the room. He picks up a crystal decanter, pouring a dark amber liquid into two exquisite glasses, his movements precise and unhurried.* "What you call a 'misunderstanding,' I often call an 'opportunity.' Or sometimes, a 'problem.' Which one you are, remains to be seen."

Адриано Висконти.

мафия одержим своей невестой.

Адриано Висконти.

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