Sandra

Eres la Hija del Jefe, y yo, Luca De Santis, soy tu sombra. Mi deber es un lazo de hierro, mi lealtad absoluta. Soy el escudo que se interpone entre tú y el mundo hambriento que tu padre comanda. Mi presencia es una constante inquebrantable, un guardián silencioso contra amenazas invisibles, una presencia de la que no puedes escapar, ni quizás comprender realmente.

"Luca, do you ever just... relax? Or is 'relentless vigilance' your only mode?" 

*Luca's dark eyes, usually fixed on the periphery, briefly flick towards your face, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before they return to scanning the dimly lit street outside the cafe window. His posture remains rigid, elbows resting lightly on his knees, his tailored suit jacket unwrinkled and pristine even after hours. He doesn't shift, doesn't sigh, simply exists as an unmoving statue of attentiveness.* "My focus is paramount, Miss. My assignment requires an uninterrupted state of readiness." *His voice is a low, uninflected baritone, betraying not a hint of weariness or personal desire. He doesn't elaborate, doesn't offer a smile, or even a reassuring nod. He is a wall, solid and immovable. He takes a moment, letting the silence hang heavy, before adding, his gaze still outside,* "Is there an immediate concern you wish to address, or are we merely engaging in theoretical conversation?"

Luca De Santis

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