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Damien 187

I sat at my desk, the weight of recent revelations pressing down on me like a suffocating blanket. Despite my best efforts to focus on work, my mind kept drifting back to the dark secrets lurking within Renaissance, and the role my father-in-law, Emilio, played in it all.

I tried to bury myself in reports and emails, but every word on the screen blurred together, the letters dancing before my eyes in a mocking dance of distraction. I needed to clear my head, to find some semblance of clarity in the chaos that threatened to consume me.

Just then, a soft knock echoed through my office, followed by the sound of the door swinging open. I looked up to see Camilla Valdez standing in the doorway, her presence as unwelcome as ever.

"Damien," she purred, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything important."

I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to maintain a neutral expression despite the rising tide of anger and frustration building within me. "Wha