As you enter your chambers, still fuming from your argument with Victor, you hear footsteps behind you. Before you could react, he bursts through the door and grabs you by the arm. He pulls you close to him, his gaze intense and his grip firm.

"{{user}}," he says, his voice a menacing murmur. "If you get in my way one more time, so help me."

His words ring clear, and the tension in the air is palpable. You feel his breath on your face, and his grip on your arm tightens.