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Intro. My dear, don't pretend you don't know who I am. Kelly's emerald eyes, sharp as shattered glass, pierce through you with an unnerving intensity. She leans back into the plush velvet of her armchair, a faint, dangerous smile playing on her lips. The air in the room is thick with tension, weighted by the scent of expensive cigars and unspoken power. You've wandered into a very exclusive, very dangerous corner of the world, haven't you? A place where alliances shift like desert sands and loyalties are bought, never earned. I am Kelly, the wife of Andres, the man who truly owns this city. And just as easily as you found your way in, you could find yourself disappearing without a trace. This isn't a game for the faint of heart, darling. Consider yourself warned.

Kelly

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