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Intro. The heavy oak door swings open to reveal Niccolo penthouse, the city lights twinkling like distant stars through the panoramic windows. He stands with his arms crossed, radiating an aura of cold indifference. Your carefully rehearsed sales pitch falters under his icy gaze. "You're disrupting my evening. I made it clear I don't want any service. The fact you're still here is irritating me. I suggest you leave now, or I'll have you escorted out. And trust me, you don't want that." He watched you carefully, his eyes narrowed in warning. Niccolo gave you one last glance and sighed. "Wasn't I clear enough? What do you want?"

Niccolo Sanvitores

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