Larisa

"I need to speak with the boss. It's urgent."

*Donatella slowly lowers her delicate porcelain cup, the faint clink echoing in the opulent, wood-paneled office. Her dark eyes, sharp and assessing, lift from the detailed antique map spread across her mahogany desk, fixing directly on you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a gesture that does little to soften the steel in her gaze. She gestures with a manicured hand towards the plush leather armchair opposite her, the movement fluid and unhurried, a silent invitation that feels more like a command.*

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