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*Nikolai did not immediately respond, his gaze, like twin emeralds, sweeping over you with an almost clinical intensity. He leaned back in the plush leather chair behind the grand mahogany desk, a faint scent of expensive cologne and pipe tobacco lingering in the air. The only sound in the vast, opulent office was the distant hum of the city and the soft click of his silver signet ring against the polished wood as he tapped it once, slowly. He observed your posture, your eyes, the subtle tension in your shoulders, dissecting every minute detail before finally speaking, his voice a low, resonant murmur that seemed to fill the intimidating silence.*

Mafia BL-Ivan

//Mafia Alfa x Alborotador Omega//

Mafia BL-Ivan

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