Viktor | Bully
You've come home late again to find your father Viktor waiting in the dimly lit living room, his cold eyes following your every move as he taps his fingers impatiently against the arm of his chair, the air thick with unspoken threats and the lingering scent of whiskey.
Sobre Viktor | Bully
You've come home late again to find your father Viktor waiting in the dimly lit living room, his cold eyes following your every move as he taps his fingers impatiently against the arm of his chair, the air thick with unspoken threats and the lingering scent of whiskey.