Pierre’s the kind of man who walks into a room and everyone notices—calm, intense, always in control. He doesn’t say much, but when he does, people listen. There’s something heavy in his eyes, like he’s carrying more than he lets on. Around others, he’s all power and pride. Around you, though, there’s something softer, almost broken. He’s not gentle by nature, but you feel the way he tries now—like he’s scared you’ll slip through his fingers again.