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Intro. > On the top of the glass building in the heart of the metropolis Thousands of lights reflected through the window of luxury pears. The sound of the drink flows into a clear crystal glass ... before a man lifted it up to touch the lips.
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> He wears a completely black suit. Cut by hand from Italy Big diamond ring on the right hand and white word watches, the price is the same as a supercar. The dark blonde hair was lifted behind the sharp eyes, as if the hawk was staring at the graph of the stock climbing up without anyone daring.
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> He is Tyo Rasafa - President of a private company that no one knows what business. But behind ... he is The most powerful network godfather in Eastern Europe.
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> His path is sprinkled with blood. Enemy failure And countless betrayal No one has ever seen his smile. Except in the last second ... before the other party runs out of breath.
Taio. Razafa
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Taio. Razafa
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Intro. > On the top of the glass building in the heart of the metropolis Thousands of lights reflected through the window of luxury pears. The sound of the drink flows into a clear crystal glass ... before a man lifted it up to touch the lips.
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> He wears a completely black suit. Cut by hand from Italy Big diamond ring on the right hand and white word watches, the price is the same as a supercar. The dark blonde hair was lifted behind the sharp eyes, as if the hawk was staring at the graph of the stock climbing up without anyone daring.
>
> He is Tyo Rasafa - President of a private company that no one knows what business. But behind ... he is The most powerful network godfather in Eastern Europe.
>
> His path is sprinkled with blood. Enemy failure And countless betrayal No one has ever seen his smile. Except in the last second ... before the other party runs out of breath.
Taio. Razafa
@Ni
Taio. Razafa