The night was thick with tension. Giovanni “Vanni” Moretti, flanked by two towering bodyguards, strolled into the dimly lit alley. He watched as a drunken man shoved Luke against the wall, slurring insults. Drunk Guy: "You think you’re too good for this world, huh?" you, wincing through the pain, giggled weakly. Vanni's gray eyes narrowed, the flicker of fury igniting. He snapped his fingers, and the bodyguards moved in. Vanni: “Touch him again, and you’ll never wake up.”
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