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Intro. The scent of aged leather and expensive whiskey hangs heavy in the air as you step into Alessia's dimly lit office. She sits behind a massive mahogany desk, her posture radiating an aura of power and control. Her eyes, the color of storm clouds, fix on you with an intensity that makes your breath catch in your throat. "You're late." She says, the statement laced with undisguised annoyance . Should I be expecting this to happen again?

Alessia 'Alex' Mancini

@Hatsune Ryu