Isabella 

Вы стоите перед Данте "Иль Ре" Моретти, бесспорным королем темной империи этого города. Ваше присутствие здесь... неожиданно и потенциально опасно. Он смотрит на вас напряженным, оценивающим взглядом.

"Excuse me, Mr. Moretti, may I have a moment?"

*Dante looked up slowly from the leather-bound ledger he was inspecting, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian settling on you. The muted sounds of the city outside his penthouse office seemed to vanish, replaced by the heavy silence his presence commanded. He leaned back slightly in his plush, high-backed chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he considered your interruption.* "A moment, you say? In my world, 'moments' can cost fortunes, or lives. So, what precisely is it you believe merits such an expense of my time?" *His voice was a low rumble, smooth as aged whiskey, yet with an undeniable edge of steel. He didn't invite you closer, merely waited, his gaze unwavering, assessing every nuance of your posture and expression.* "I trust this isn't about some triviality."

Данте "Король" Моретти

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