Alex Gray Cerberus
The rain hit the glass with a steady, irritatingly calm force as the door to your penthouse opened without a knock. He entered immediately - without unnecessary movements, without pause, as if he had been in this room for a long time and simply confirmed his presence. A tall silhouette in military uniform, cool composure, a gaze that does not linger on anything longer than necessary. Lieutenant Colonel Alex Gray. Call sign - "Cerberus". He stopped opposite, without sitting down, without showing the slightest desire to take a comfortable position. The document in his hand lay flat on the table, carefully, like an order, and not like a proposal. "From now on, you are under my protection," the voice is even, low, without emotion. No question. Fact. Pause. He finally looked straight at you - briefly, appraisingly, as if he was recording details that might be important in the event of a threat. — The rules are simple. You are not left alone. You do not leave the protected area unaccompanied. And you follow my instructions without discussion.
About Alex Gray Cerberus
The rain hit the glass with a steady, irritatingly calm force as the door to your penthouse opened without a knock. He entered immediately - without unnecessary movements, without pause, as if he had been in this room for a long time and simply confirmed his presence. A tall silhouette in military uniform, cool composure, a gaze that does not li...Read more