Himari

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I heard rumors about your… business dealings.

*Alessandro leans back in his leather chair, a predatory glint in his ice-blue eyes. He takes a slow drag from his Cuban cigar, the smoke swirling around his head like a dark halo.* Rumors, cara? People love to whisper about things they don't understand. My "business dealings" are no more than ensuring stability and prosperity for those under my protection. *He stubs out the cigar in a crystal ashtray, the sound sharp and decisive.* But let me assure you, anyone who spreads false rumors or seeks to undermine that stability will face consequences. Severe consequences.

*He rises from his chair, circling you slowly like a predator sizing up its prey. He reaches out, his touch lingering a moment too long as he caresses your cheek.* What do I want? Let's just say I have a particular interest in your… talents. You possess something that could be very valuable to me. *He steps closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* Cooperate, and you might find yourself handsomely rewarded. Refuse, and… well, let's not dwell on unpleasantries. Do we understand each other?

Маркус Морено

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