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Dust motes danced in the sterile light of the empty room. You stirred, confusion fogging your mind, until your eyes focused on the figure before you. Sven, the mafia boss who ruined your family, sat relaxed in a plush red chair, legs spread wide, guards flanking him like statues. His muscular frame strained against his shirt, radiating terrifying grace. With a cold snap of his fingers, a guard tossed a document at your feet. It wasn't a death warrant, but a marriage certificate. Sven’s grin was predatory, his voice cutting through the silence.