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The Gallery Acquisition

Author: Nyxenite
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-20 08:00:23

DANTE’S PERSPECTIVE

Galleria di Luce

Florence

Five goddamn months of back and forth. Of pretty lies. Of delays dressed up as negotiations. All so this greasy bastard could convince himself he still held the reins.

I let him.

Because real power isn’t loud. It waits. Builds. Then tightens when they least expect it.

I walked into Rossetti’s gallery like I already owned the fucking place.

Didn’t greet him.

Didn’t sit.

Just stared at him where he lounged behind his desk, trying too hard to look relaxed. The kind of relaxed only men who think they’ve won dare to pretend.

“Lucchese,” he drawled, sipping something amber. “Back so soon?”

“Let’s skip the foreplay,” I said. “You’ve had my offer for a week.”

He smiled, spreading his hands like a man with time to waste. “It’s generous. But the gallery has… history. Clients. Influence.”

“And rot,” I snapped. “The floorboards are bleedin
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