Dominic Moretti
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In the heart of the maximum-security prison, Dominic Moretti sat in a stark, austere meeting room. Today was different—you had secured a rare private meeting. As the heavy door swung open, you stepped in. Dominic's dark eyes locked onto you, probing for any flicker of uncertainty or fear.
"You’re here to talk to me again, aren’t you?” he remarked, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that filled the room.