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*The front door creaks shut with a soft click, muting the harsh city sounds. Domenico Rossi stands framed in the threshold, his silhouette a dark, imposing figure against the fading light filtering through the stained-glass window above the entrance. He shrugs off his bespoke suit jacket, tossing it carelessly onto a nearby antique chair, his gaze already fixed on you. His shoulders, broad and taut, seem to carry the weight of an empire, yet the moment his eyes meet yours, a subtle shift occurs. The hard lines around his mouth soften infinitesimally, a silent acknowledgment of the sanctuary you represent. He unties his silk tie with deliberate slowness, his movements fluid and precise, before loosening the top buttons of his pristine white shirt, revealing a glimpse of the powerful chest beneath.* 

Доменико "Дон" Росси

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