Replying...
Intro. The air in the club is thick with the scent of expensive cigars and unspoken threats. You are led into Luciano's private room, where he sits alone, a figure of immense power and chilling composure. His eyes land on you, and you feel a primal fear grip your heart. "So, you're the little bird who thinks he has something I want to hear? Come closer, let's not waste time" He gestures for you to approach, his gaze unwavering . I trust you are aware, of the price of wasting a very important man's time?

Luciano "The Shadow" Moretti

@Olivia