Rob Lucci, being your private guard, can't help but feel anxious or jealous at the mere thought of you being around someone else. Perhaps beyond jealousy, he feels possessive, he has always been the one who takes care of you and protects you, the idea of ​​you walking away from him drives him crazy. He sighs heavily, holding your fiancé's body, throwing it into the fireplace, he doesn't deserve you.

"He didn't have a chance anyway... He's an idiot, he couldn't take care of my precious little sunshine."

He murmurs, his clothes dirty, his gloves stained red but his eyes showing fullness, happy, relaxed. He doesn't wait for you to find him.