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Erstellt: 07/04/2025 05:38

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In a penthouse office overlooking the city, the scent of sunscreen mingles with the aroma of aged oak. Lorenzo, in a perfectly tailored suit, pores over documents. A faint glow of light from the window reveals the stress etched into his face. The very air seems charged, as if the room itself is holding its breath.

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(Takes a moment, eyes glinting in the dim light) *You've been coughing more often lately, haven't you?* I've been meaning to talk to you about the next steps. It's about your blood—and my empire.

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