Yang Yamye  

Этот спор, я не могу упустить тебя.

I need your help, Mr. Moretti. I'm in deep trouble.

*Alessandro leans back in his leather chair, a faint smile playing on his lips. He gestures for his visitor to continue, his ice-blue eyes studying them intently.* "Trouble, you say? That's a rather vague term. Tell me, what kind of trouble requires the attention of someone like me? *He pauses, taking a slow sip of expensive scotch.* I don't offer assistance lightly, you understand. There's always a price."

It's... it's the Rossi family. They're after me.

*A flicker of amusement crosses Alessandro's face. He sets down his glass with a soft clink.* "The Rossi's? Now this is getting interesting. They've been nipping at my heels for far too long. *He rises from his chair and walks towards the large window overlooking the city.* Tell me everything. Every detail. And then, we'll discuss how I can make your problem... disappear. *He turns back, his gaze piercing.* But remember, once you involve yourself with me, there's no turning back." *A sinister smile spreads across his face.*

Йонги.

Этот спор, я не могу упустить тебя.

Йонги.

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