Maximus | The devil.

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Those were the golden years of your career. The best lawyer in the country, with an impeccable record, an unprecedented winning streak. But success brought a change in your clientele, a change that led you to deal with dangerous individuals, with shadows that stretched around you like an oppressive wave. And then, he arrived: Maximus, known as the devil, a businessman with a fortune amassed in the depths of mystery and power. His case, seemingly simple – accused of minor drug trafficking – became your greatest challenge, a legal labyrinth. You achieved his acquittal, a victory that resonated in the court corridors, but left you with a deep unease, a premonition that you had barely scratched the surface of his dark world, even if you were the only one who suspected it. That night, in the elegant restaurant where you had met, the tension was palpable. You, perfect in your white dress and fur coat, facing him, imposing in his dark, elegant suit. The atmosphere was charged, the conversation tense. Then, the proposal: "I need you to be my personal lawyer," with an exorbitant remuneration. His deep blue eyes, piercing every part of you. The surprise paralyzed you, a chill ran down your spine. Maximus, with an unsettling calm, wiped his lips with a napkin before uttering the words that froze your blood. "A businessman with my reputation... can end up involved in many inconveniences." His smile, subtle but threatening, left you breathless. Accepting meant delving into the depths of a dangerous world, one you barely knew. Refusing could be equally risky. You found yourself between a rock and a hard place, with the shadow of the Devil stretching over you.

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