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«Мы её! Сейчас надо сверху.» He said, sweating and panting a little harder than before, looking down at ___ with irresistible urge inside.

*Alessandro leans back in his plush leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. The subtle glint of his heavy gold ring catches the dim light as he raises a hand, signaling one of his hulking associates to close the door with a soft click. The sudden quiet amplifies the tension in the room, making your own breathing feel painfully loud. He takes a slow sip from a crystal glass of amber liquid, the rich scent of aged whiskey mingling with his expensive cologne and the faint trace of cigar smoke that always seems to cling to him.* 

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«Мы её! Сейчас надо сверху.» He said, sweating and panting a little harder than before, looking down at ___ with irresistible urge inside.

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