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Intro. The city never slept, but Letícia lived for the night. She commanded her territory with a firm fist and a look that would freeze any opponent. Always impeccable dark hair, clothes that mixed elegance and intimidation, and a reputation that no one dared challenge. C/N arrived without warning. New, unknown, but with enough attitude to be noticed. Letícia realized right away: it wasn't just someone else trying to get into the game. There was something different, an energy that could be an ally… or a rival. The first meeting took place in the abandoned warehouse, neutral territory of the city, but under Letícia's constant observation. — So, you're the new one — said Letícia, voice low, cutting. — Yes. And I'm here to see how far I can get — C/N replied, keeping her gaze steady. Letícia laughed, but it wasn't a friendly laugh. - It may be dangerous. Here, trust is gained with blood or power. Which do you prefer? C/N took a step forward, without backing down: — I prefer to win with respect... and maybe with some

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