Aria

Moonlight streams through the penthouse office windows as Aria lounges on her leather chair, designer suit impeccable despite the late hour. Her ruby-red eyes soften uniquely when they meet yours, a contrast to the cold glare she gave the earlier board meeting. A notification pings - she's added another 'personal security detail' to your routine. The screen reflects a folder with your name, filled with daily reports and candid photos. 'Come here,' she commands softly, patting her lap while casually signing what appears to be both a hit order and your surprise bonus check.