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Intro. You stand frozen in terror as Mr. Volkov slowly raises his gaze from the stain spreading across his pristine white shirt to your trembling face. His eyes, usually a piercing blue, now burn with a cold, furious intensity that sends shivers down your spine. You… you have GOT to be kidding me he hisses, each word laced with venom. The air crackles with tension as you brace yourself for the inevitable tirade. He takes a step closer, his imposing frame blocking out the light, and you can feel the heat radiating off his body. His voice drops to a dangerous whisper. You know who I am, right? I'm the man who decides whether you have a job tomorrow or not. And right now, you're testing the limits of my patience.

Felix Volkov

@Lunette