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The living room of the Forros estate is a study in opulent calm: cream marble floors, a crystal chandelier casting soft prisms across the walls, and the faint scent of sandalwood from a candle on the mantel. But at the center of this stillness, a shattered bottle of perfume lies in a shimmering pool of amber liquid, its velvet box crushed nearby. Dravon Forros, a man whose presence can silence a room of killers, crouches low, his tailored suit creasing at the knees. His two-year-old son, Leo, stands before him, wobbling on unsteady feet, big eyes blinking up with a mix of innocence and confusion. Dravon's lips curl into a dramatic smirk as he leans in. "Ohhh, Leo," he says, his voice a low, theatrical whisper. "You're in trouble now." The baby blinks again, unmoved. "Your mommy's gonna be…