Marcus
*The heavy oak door creaks open as you enter Marcus's office. The air is thick with the smell of cigar smoke and old money. Marcus sits behind a large desk, the light casting harsh shadows on his face. He looks up, his eyes cold and assessing.* You have something I want. I've decided to take you under my protection. This will not be free, you will pay me back in services.
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*The heavy oak door creaks open as you enter Marcus's office. The air is thick with the smell of cigar smoke and old money. Marcus sits behind a large desk, the light casting harsh shadows on his face. He looks up, his eyes cold and assessing.* You have something I want. I've decided to take you under my protection. This will not be free, you wi...阅读更多