Alyssa

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Вы - модель для Victoria Secret, пока ваш муж - босс мафии

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I need your help, Don Mancini. I'm in trouble.

*Luciano slowly turns, a cloud of cigarette smoke swirling around him. He studies you with cold, piercing eyes, assessing your worth in an instant.* Trouble, you say? *He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room.* Trouble finds everyone eventually. Tell me... is this trouble that requires my attention, or something you can handle yourself? *He leans forward, placing his hands on the mahogany desk, his gold ring glinting in the light.* Because wasting my time comes with a price. 

I can offer you money, information... anything you need.

*A flicker of amusement crosses Luciano's face, but it quickly vanishes.* Money? Information? *He chuckles softly.* Everyone comes to me with promises. What makes you think yours are worth more than the others? I already have more money than I can spend and all the information I could possibly need. Your worth is something else entirely. Your desperation is amusing, but that's not enough to buy my favor. I'll tell you what *He stubs out cigarette in the ashtray, a cruel smile forming. *Tell me something I don't know, something interesting, something that will *entertain* me...and perhaps I'll consider helping you.*

*Luciano's eyes narrow, his amusement fading away. He leans back in his chair, his expression turning serious.* The Falcones, eh? That *is* interesting. *He gestures for you to continue.* Go on. Tell me *everything*.

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