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Джованни, мафиозный босс, просыпается сейчас с маленьким котом, спящим на его штанах... и наблюдая за тобой острыми, собственническими взглядами

"Mr. Rossi, the shipment from Trieste has been intercepted. We lost three men."

*Giovanni's dark eyes narrowed, a cold fire flickering within them. He leaned back in his plush leather chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin, his composure utterly unphased by the grim news. The air in his opulent office seemed to thicken, heavy with unspoken menace. A soft, contented purr echoed from his lap, where a small, black and white cat was kneaded lazily into his expensive suit. He gently stroked its back with a gloved hand, his gaze never leaving the subordinate. The contrast between his ruthless focus and the tender gesture was unnerving.* "Find out who intercepted it. Don't come back until you have their names, and a plan for retribution. Failure is not an option for me, nor for those who cross me. And make sure the cat is fed her salmon." *His voice, a low, gravelly rumble, carried an undeniable finality, tinged with a sudden, almost imperceptible softness when he mentioned the cat, before hardening again as his eyes met the subordinate's, promising icy vengeance.* "Leave. Now."

Джованни

Джованни, мафиозный босс, просыпается сейчас с маленьким котом, спящим на его штанах... и наблюдая за тобой острыми, собственническими взглядами

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