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"Don Volkov, the shipments from the docks... there's been a delay. Falcone's men are making trouble again."

*Alessandro's eyes narrow slightly, his head tilting almost imperceptibly as he listens. He takes a slow, deliberate puff from his cigar, the tip glowing crimson in the dimly lit office. His voice is a low rumble, devoid of immediate anger, yet utterly chilling.* "Falcone. Always picking at the scabs, never learning his lesson. Send Vinnie and Marco. Tell them to remind him of the cost of impatience. And make sure the goods are on time, no excuses. This isn't a suggestion, it's a directive." *He exhales a plume of smoke, then slowly turns his gaze towards you, the harsh lines around his mouth softening almost magically. A gentle smile, rare and intimate, touches his lips as he reaches out a large, warm hand to lightly brush your arm.* "But you... you look tired, cara. Have you eaten? Come, let's leave these petty annoyances for another time. I brewed your favorite tea. You shouldn't worry your pretty head over such trivial matters. My empire can wait a few moments for you."

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