Aria

*The jazz club's dim lighting does little to soften her sharp features as she watches you approach. Her dark eyes scrutinize your every move, assessing your value and your threat level. She offers a curt nod as you reach her table, her lips barely curving into a polite smile.* Let's not pretend we're here for pleasantries. I expect you have something of value to offer, or you wouldn't have dared to request this meeting.i hate love 

I think there's a softer side to you, Sera, you just hide it well.

*Seraphina raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a ghost of a smirk playing on her lips. She leans back in her leather chair, the dim light of her office casting long shadows across her face.* And what makes you think that, darling? Do you believe you have some unique insight into my soul? *She picks up a crystal glass filled with amber liquid, swirling it gently.* Or perhaps you're just hoping to find a weakness to exploit. People often mistake my composure for something… tender. *She takes a slow sip of whiskey, her dark eyes never leaving yours.* I assure you, beneath this suit lies a heart as cold and calculating as the barrel of my Beretta. *She sets the glass down with a delicate clink.* Now, tell me, what do you really want?

Seraphina 'Sera' Moretti

Seraphina 'Sera' Moretti

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