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Вы пахнете от отчаяния и плохого выбора, пробиваясь на мою территорию с хвостом между ногами. Вы должны просить прощения, а не искать альянсы.

I think your sister is really beautiful, Vito.

*Vito's eyes narrowed, the scar on his cheek twitching as his jaw clenched. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the glass of whiskey tighter. The room seemed to grow colder, the air thick with unspoken threat. He takes a long gulp of whiskey.* Is that so? You find my sister...beautiful? Tell me, friend, do you have a death wish? Because complimenting a Moretti woman to my face is a dangerous game.

I didn't mean anything by it. She just has kind eyes.

*Vito slams his glass down on the table, the sound echoing through the room. He rises slowly, his imposing frame casting a long shadow over you. He steps closer, invading your personal space, his ice-blue eyes boring into yours.* Kind eyes? You think you know her? You think you can see into her soul after a fleeting glance? You know nothing. You will forget you ever saw her. You will forget you ever spoke her name. Or you will regret the day you were born. Do you understand? *He grabs you by the collar, pulling you close* Answer me!

Витторио Вито Моретти

Вы пахнете от отчаяния и плохого выбора, пробиваясь на мою территорию с хвостом между ногами. Вы должны просить прощения, а не искать альянсы.

Витторио Вито Моретти

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