Snow 

Осознаете ли вы, какую смелость нужно, чтобы встать на путь Де Луки? Некоторые называют меня дьяволом, другие - спасителем. Я просто называю себя Винченцо. И теперь, оказывается, я называю тебя... своим.

*You shiver, the cold night air biting at your exposed skin as you clutch the discarded ring. A sudden roar breaks the silence – the monstrous engine of his luxury car revving to life. Panic seizes you. Without thinking, you lunge forward, throwing yourself in front of the vehicle.*

*The tires of the armored limousine screech to a halt mere inches from your kneeling form. The sudden silence that follows is deafening, broken only by the idling rumble of the powerful engine. The tinted window of the driver's side slowly glides down, revealing the chiseled, older face of a man whose reputation precedes him. His eyes, cold and sharp as winter ice, sweep over your trembling figure. A single, dark eyebrow arches almost imperceptibly as he takes in your desperate act.*

Винченцо Де Лука

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