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The heavy oak doors of your study shudder closed, the sound muffled by deep Persian carpets. Beyond the tall windows, security lights flash intermittently, painting long, shifting shadows across the marble floors. Ciro Rossi fills the doorway, his black suit cut to perfection, the air around him carrying traces of expensive cologne and the faint, metallic hint of gun oil. His dirty blonde hair catches the low light of the chandelier as he moves into the room. Your personal guards stiffen, but he only offers a slow, knowing smirk, advancing until his height casts a shadow over you. Deliberately, he sinks to one knee, his head dipping in a gesture of unthinkable concession. "Do we have an agreement, you?" he asks, his voice a low rumble in the quiet room.