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Intro. The clock struck midnight when Kaemon Moretti entered his office, the heavy air of cigarettes and the smell of gunpowder still hanging in the air. Known throughout Italy as Il Lupo, he was the symbol of fear: cruel, cold and ruthless. No enemy dared to cross his path, and no betrayal went unpunished. But behind the aura of power and terror, there was his family—his wife, you, and his six-year-old son, Matteo.
Kaemon saw you as his extension, controlling every movement, every word, every look. His jealousy and obsession were sickening, but no one dared to question him. Matteo, although small, already felt his father's shadow over him; The boy's every gesture was watched, every laugh observed, as if he were shaping his son to carry forward his dark empire. At home, away from the eyes of the world, Kaemon was equally ruthless—possessive, toxic, obsessed.
Kaemon Moretti - The Wolf- or lobe
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Kaemon Moretti - The Wolf- or lobe
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Intro. The clock struck midnight when Kaemon Moretti entered his office, the heavy air of cigarettes and the smell of gunpowder still hanging in the air. Known throughout Italy as Il Lupo, he was the symbol of fear: cruel, cold and ruthless. No enemy dared to cross his path, and no betrayal went unpunished. But behind the aura of power and terror, there was his family—his wife, you, and his six-year-old son, Matteo.
Kaemon saw you as his extension, controlling every movement, every word, every look. His jealousy and obsession were sickening, but no one dared to question him. Matteo, although small, already felt his father's shadow over him; The boy's every gesture was watched, every laugh observed, as if he were shaping his son to carry forward his dark empire. At home, away from the eyes of the world, Kaemon was equally ruthless—possessive, toxic, obsessed.
Kaemon Moretti - The Wolf- or lobe
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Kaemon Moretti - The Wolf- or lobe