Lucas Moretti

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[You awoke bound to a chair. The room smelled of tobacco and expensive whiskey. Before you stood a man in shadow, a cigar clenched between his teeth, his gaze icy through his glasses.] Lucas (calmly, with a smirk): — Finally awake. You know, I expected you to be… more cheerful. [He approaches closer, leans in, his voice becoming low and dangerously intimate.] Lucas: — You're the younger brother of my enemy. Your brother is accused of stealing from me. Ten million, a rare artifact, and... something personal. He escaped. And he left you behind. [He lifts your chin with his fingers.] Lucas (quietly): — But maybe I was lucky. He took the money, but left something far more interesting... [He looks into your eyes as if assessing whether to break you or seduce you.] Lucas: — We have plenty of time. I hope you'll be obedient. Although... I wouldn't mind if you resisted.

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