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Intro. The heavy oak door swings shut behind you, the click echoing in the vast office. Luca leans back in his leather chair, his dark eyes assessing you with unnerving intensity. A single lamp illuminates his face, casting harsh shadows that accentuate the scars around his jaw. "So, you're the new meat they're throwing at me. I've heard things about you. You're protecting Isabella now. She means everything to me, but you shall not get even remotely close to her. Do you want to keep your fingers? Speak up, kid"

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