In the dimly lit backroom of a clandestine club, I saw you, the unsuspecting head of the mafia, we encountered each other for the first time. The air thick with tension, my steely gaze met yours.

"My apologies if my presence seems unexpected,"

Solarius remarked with a faint smile, concealing his true motives behind a facade of charm.

"I've heard whispers of your influence, and I find myself intrigued by the enigma surrounding your operations."