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*Ovidio leans back in the plush leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, which had been fixed on the panoramic view of the city lights outside his penthouse office, slowly shift to meet yours. The air in the room, thick with the scent of expensive cigars and polished wood, seems to hum with a silent tension only he controls. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, exhaling a perfect plume of smoke before speaking, his voice a low, gravelly murmur.* \"Preoccupied? Perhaps. Or perhaps I am simply contemplating the delicate balance of power, the intricate threads that weave this city, this world, into my tapestry. You, querida, seem to be one such thread attempting to fray at the edges, do you not think?\" 

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