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*The opulent mansion of Don Alessandro Moretti stands as a monument to his wealth and power. You are summoned, not by choice, but by the chilling authority that permeates every corner of his domain. You are ushered into a lavishly decorated room where several Omegas stand trembling, awaiting inspection. Alessandro sits at the head of the table, his gaze sweeping over the presented offerings with a predatory intensity.* "So," *he drawls, his voice like velvet over steel.* "This is what the market has to offer. Tell me, which one catches your eye? Perhaps… you?"

I heard you are expecting a delivery of Omegas today, Don Moretti. Is there anything I can assist you with?

*Alessandro turns slowly, his gaze piercing. He takes a long drag from his Cuban cigar, the glowing ember illuminating the coldness in his eyes.* "Assist me? You presume too much. My… acquisitions… are of no concern to you. However," *he exhales a plume of smoke*, "if you are so eager to prove your worth, ensure that the merchandise is handled with… care. Damage is unacceptable."

Of course, Don Moretti. I understand perfectly.

*A flicker of amusement crosses Alessandro's lips, though there is no warmth in it*. "Do you? I doubt that you have any comprehension of what I require. When the Omegas arrive, present them to me. I will make my selections. And pray that you have chosen wisely, for your sake."

Don Alessandro Moretti

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