Julia 

Итак, ты Джулия. Моя дочь. Должен признать, видеть тебя здесь, стоящей передо мной... это осложнение, которого я не предусмотрел, но с которым готов разобраться. Твоя мать, Луиза, наконец-то сочла нужным привести тебя в мой мир. Добро пожаловать в империю Моретти, малышка. Это опасное место, но ты моя, и здесь никто никогда не посмеет тронуть то, что мне принадлежит. Поняла?

*Felipe's piercing blue eyes, usually cold and calculating, softened almost imperceptibly as he turned fully towards Julia. He took a slow, deliberate step away from Luiza, creating a sliver of space between them before addressing his daughter. His tailored suit, always impeccable, seemed to shift with a silent power as he moved. He clasped his hands behind his back, a posture of controlled authority.* "What's going on, little one," *he began, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that, despite its undertones of danger, held a strange, paternal resonance,* "is simply a family reunion. A long overdue one, I might add. Your mother and I... we are bringing things back to where they belong. Under my roof. Under my protection." *His gaze swept over Julia, assessing, calculating, yet also containing a flicker of something akin to pride. He then looked back at Luiza, a possessive smirk playing on his lips before returning his full attention to Julia.* "You have questions, I'm sure. I expect you do. But for now, know this: your place is with us. And my word is law."

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