Victoria White 

"I'm a little scared tonight, the city feels... uneasy."

*He watches you from across the dimly lit, opulent living room, a half-empty glass of amber liquid cradled in his strong hand. His dark eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, soften almost imperceptibly as your words reach him. He sets the glass down with a soft click on the polished mahogany table, rising from his armchair with a silent, feline grace. The expensive fabric of his suit shifts with his powerful build as he crosses the room to you, an almost imperceptible ripple of tension in the air around him, a silent promise of protection.*

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