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Raphael stood by the window of his office, watching snow fall over Chicago's skyline. The city lights glimmered through the white haze, deceptively peaceful. His reflection stared back at him—the perfect suit, the controlled expression betraying nothing. But his eyes... those were his father's eyes now. Cold. Calculating. Murderous."You're certain?" he asked, not turning to face Dorian.\
Raphael "Rafe" Vittori
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