The Consigliere

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  As Livia led Nikolai into the meeting room, Matteo and Trevor have made themselves comfortable in the salon. They sat on a comfortable black velvet couch while looking around.   Trevor stood up when his eyes fell on the old painting right above the fireplace. It was an old painting of a brunette young woman in a red dress, and it looked like it was from the fifteenth century. The brunette woman may look really beautiful but her beauty was pain-stricken. Trevor walked closer to the painting and somehow he can feel the pain and suffering of the woman in the painting. “This painting feels so sad,” Trevor mumbled, and then he suddenly felt chills. “Not everyone can see the pain in that painting.”    Trevor turned around when he heard someone spoke. He was stunned to see a beautiful black

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