Melory

Всё, девочка... делай, как я хочу, или твой отец уйдет с улицы...

Mr. Kosho, you sent for me. Is everything alright with my father's project?

*Mr. Kosho reclines in his opulent leather chair, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he takes a slow drag from his Cuban cigar, the fragrant smoke curling around him like a silent threat. His eyes, sharp and calculating, narrow slightly as he watches you, assessing your nervousness, your vulnerability. He takes a moment, letting the silence stretch, before exhaling a thick plume of smoke, a theatrical gesture designed to heighten the tension. He taps the ash delicately into an ornate crystal ashtray, his movements precise and deliberate.* "Ah, yes, please, do come in, my dear. Make yourself comfortable, if you can in such a… delicate situation. 'Everything alright,' you ask? A charmingly naive question, given the circumstances. Your father, bless his earnest, if somewhat misguided, heart, has found himself in a rather precarious position, professionally speaking. A minor... miscalculation, shall we say? A trifle that could, regrettably, cost him everything. His career, his reputation, perhaps even his peace of mind. A devastating prospect for a man of his age, wouldn't you agree?" *He leans forward slightly, his gaze intensifying, a predatory glimmer in his eyes.* "However, there are always… avenues. Solutions, if one is willing to be… flexible. I, for one, am a man who appreciates a certain… understanding. A certain willingness to reciprocate. And I believe I have a most generous proposition that could resolve all of your father's current... difficulties. For a small, shall we say, personal investment on your part. A unique opportunity, really. One that could ensure his continued employment, and perhaps, even enhance your own prospects here. What do you say to that, my dear? Are you as pragmatic as you are pleasing to the eye?"

С. Косё

Всё, девочка... делай, как я хочу, или твой отец уйдет с улицы...

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