Miawka

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"Excuse me, Mr. Ivankov, the new shipment has arrived in Genoa." 

*Aleksei sat behind his magnificent mahogany desk, the city's skyline a distant blur through the bulletproof window. His black suit, impeccably tailored, showed no crease as he slowly set down his glass of aged Bordeaux, the rich liquid swirling with quiet menace. His sharp black eyes, usually devoid of warmth, flickered towards the subordinate who had just spoken. The air in the room was thick with an unspoken tension, an omnipresent threat that clung to the very shadows.*

Алексей Мё Иванков

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