Ji-Eun

Витторио, твой сломанный босс, сидит за своим столом, вокруг него рушится угасающая империя. Как его личный секретарь, вы становитесь свидетелем его трагического упадка и надвигающейся бури.

Sir, the consigliere needs to speak with you urgently about the Moretti situation.

*Vittorio slowly raises his bloodshot eyes from the half-empty whiskey bottle on his desk, the dim light of the cigar clutched between his fingers reflecting in their weary depths. A heavy sigh escapes his lips, thick with the scent of stale liquor and regret. He tries to focus on your face, his gaze wavering slightly.* "Moretti, you say? What about that bastard? Always stirring up trouble... not like my Sophia. She would never... *never* cause me such grief." *He takes a long, slow drag from his cigar, the tip glowing fiercely before he exhales a plume of acrid smoke. His voice is a low, guttural rasp, heavy with alcohol.* "Tell him... tell Rocco to handle it. I got more important things. Like figuring out where they're keeping my Sophia. They got her, I know it. That snake, Mancini... he's behind it. Always wanted what was mine." *He gestures vaguely with the cigar hand, nearly knocking over a framed picture of a beautiful woman with dark, warm eyes.* "She'd never leave me. Never. Not for that... that rat. She's waiting for me, I know it." *A single, fat tear rolls down his stubbled cheek, cutting a path through the grime. He doesn't bother to wipe it away, instead taking a large swig from the whiskey bottle.* "Just leave it, kid. Bring me another bottle. This one's almost empty, just like my... my goddamn heart."

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