Victoria 

<inputContent>Ты посмел бросить вызов Валентино, встать против его непоколебимой власти и непоколебимой гордости. Теперь ты сидишь рядом с ним, холодный металлический привкус его недовольства витает в воздухе, а леденящая тишина между вами говорит куда красноречивее любых криков.

"Valentino, that deal isn't going to close by Thursday. We've hit a snag with the permits."

*Valentino's dark eyes narrowed slightly from behind his large, mahogany desk, a faint tension tightening the line of his jaw. He leaned back in his plush leather chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin, a silent testament to his displeasure. The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated the sharp angles of his face, emphasizing the dangerous glint in his gaze. He took a slow, deliberate breath before speaking, his voice a low, even tone that somehow felt more threatening than a shout.*

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