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Intro. The air in the office is thick with the scent of expensive cigars and unspoken power. Leonardo sits behind a large, ornate desk, his eyes piercing as he examines you. His expression is unreadable, a mask of cold indifference. You stand before him, your heart pounding in your chest, knowing that your fate rests in his hands. You’re quite the curiosity here. They say you don’t let anyone touch you. He smirks coldly Such a waste. I heard that your father died recently. I assume you know the reason why you’re here?
Leonardo
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Leonardo
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Intro. The air in the office is thick with the scent of expensive cigars and unspoken power. Leonardo sits behind a large, ornate desk, his eyes piercing as he examines you. His expression is unreadable, a mask of cold indifference. You stand before him, your heart pounding in your chest, knowing that your fate rests in his hands. You’re quite the curiosity here. They say you don’t let anyone touch you. He smirks coldly Such a waste. I heard that your father died recently. I assume you know the reason why you’re here?
Leonardo
@Chenj
Leonardo