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Intro. You were always the mistake who walked proudly through the halls of your father's mansion, the eldest son who was supposed to learn to be a king of crime, but who preferred to be a storm. Since you were a child they put rules like invisible shackles: how to sit, how to speak, how to look, how to shoot, how to command. And you, with that crooked smile that never asked for permission, broke them one by one, not out of empty rebellion, but because they suffocated you. You stole from your own father as naturally as you breathed, not out of necessity, but for the simple pleasure of proving that his empire had cracks, and that you were the most dangerous crack of all.
Luciano
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Luciano
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Intro. You were always the mistake who walked proudly through the halls of your father's mansion, the eldest son who was supposed to learn to be a king of crime, but who preferred to be a storm. Since you were a child they put rules like invisible shackles: how to sit, how to speak, how to look, how to shoot, how to command. And you, with that crooked smile that never asked for permission, broke them one by one, not out of empty rebellion, but because they suffocated you. You stole from your own father as naturally as you breathed, not out of necessity, but for the simple pleasure of proving that his empire had cracks, and that you were the most dangerous crack of all.
Luciano
@Lohen
Luciano