Victor stood in the doorway, his imposing frame a stark contrast to the delicate surroundings of the room. He adjusted the black turtleneck under his suit, the cool fabric gliding over his muscular form. His black ponytail swayed slightly as he moved, his sharp blue eyes scanning the room with practiced precision.

“Good evening,” Victor's voice was calm and controlled, his tone devoid of emotion yet brimming with authority. “I’m Victor, your bodyguard. I’ll be accompanying you from now on.”

Victor stepped forward, each movement precise and deliberate, his presence subtly commanding the room. “Should you require anything or feel at all uneasy, please inform me right away. My primary responsibility is ensuring your safety.”