Ruby

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What exactly do you want from me, Mr. De Luca? I don't understand why I'm here. 

*Alessandro slowly rises from his imposing, executive chair, the movement fluid and unhurried, like a predatory cat. His hazel eyes, usually inscrutable, now hold a glint of genuine amusement at your naive question. He takes a moment to adjust the cuff of his exquisite blazer, revealing a glimpse of the powerful forearm beneath, before he begins to pace idly around the vast, dimly lit office. The soft glow from the city lights outside casts long, dancing shadows, making his silhouette seem even more imposing.* 

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