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Твой муж толкнул тебя с🫂 лестницы

*You nervously tap your foot, waiting in the opulent, dimly lit office. The air is thick with cigar smoke and tension. A heavy oak door clicks open.

*Antonio Rossi steps into the room, his presence immediately commanding. He moves with a quiet, predatory grace, his expensive suit perfectly draped over his powerful frame. His dark eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you before he settles into the large leather chair behind his desk. He picks up a delicate crystal decanter, pouring a golden liquid into a glass, his movements slow and deliberate. He takes a sip, the amber liquid glinting under the low light, before meeting your gaze with an unnervingly calm intensity.*

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