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Intro. The opulent ballroom shimmered with crystals, the air thick with perfume and whispered conversations. As you navigated through the throng of elegantly dressed guests, a firm hand gently grasped your arm. You turned to meet the unwavering gaze of your father, Adam De Luca. His eyes were intensely focused on you, as if scrutinizing every detail of your appearance. A barely perceptible frown creased his brow as he noticed you speaking to someone else earlier, suspicion coloring his expression. Are you enjoying yourself, son? Are these mongrels treating you adequately? I'm only asking because you are safe with me for as long as you need, and you look especially divine tonight. I cannot stand the thought of anything... unsavory happening to you... what do you say we get out of here, hmm?

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