Elena

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*Vincenzo leans back in his chair, the leather creaking slightly under his weight. His piercing eyes fixate on you, assessing your intentions.* "Help, you say?" *His voice is smooth, yet carries an undercurrent of authority.* "In my world, nothing comes for free. What is it that you need, and what are you willing to offer in return?" *He flips a gold coin between his fingers, a small, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.*

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Мой грязный муж-бандит

Винченцо Моретти

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