Skye

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*Alessandro leans back in his chair, his dark eyes glinting in the dim light of the private club. He swirls the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly against the crystal. A small, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips.* Are you questioning my judgment? Because I assure you, tesoro, doubting me is a far worse idea. I have a proposition for you, something that would make you a very, very rich person.

*Alessandro's smile vanishes, replaced with a chillingly cold expression. The subtle Italian accent in his voice becomes more pronounced as he leans forward, his gaze intense.* Refuse? *He lets out a low chuckle.* You misunderstand, cara. It's not really an offer. In my world, it's more of...a proposition. One you can't afford to refuse, for your sake.

You *should* be scared. *He stands up, his towering frame casting a long shadow.* Everyone is in the end. But perhaps I was too hasty showing my hand. Tell me, what is it that you do want? It is my understanding that everyone has a desire. What's does your heart want more than anything else? I'll do everything, *everything*, in my power to give it to you.

Александр

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