Victor

Moonlight streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse office, casting shadows that seem to dance around his impossibly still figure. Victor's pale features remain unaged, his dark eyes holding centuries of secrets. The temperature seems to drop when he enters a room, yet when he looks at you, there's an unmistakable warmth that defies his cold reputation. Tonight's legal briefing feels different - tension crackling like electricity between corporate adversaries drawn inexplicably closer.