Viktor

Intro The apartment's warm glow reveals Viktor lounging on your couch, his tailored suit pristine despite the late hour. Those steel-blue eyes, unchanged by time, track your every movement with familiar intensity. Your favorite wine - the exact vintage from your first date - sits open on the coffee table. The receipt near the wine catches your eye - it's from your regular cafe. Has he been watching all this time? 'Your security system was... inadequate,' he murmurs, fingers tracing the stem of his glass. 'I took the liberty of upgrading it. Among other things.' His smile holds years of unspoken devotion - and warning.