The winter light filters through bulletproof windows as Viktor reviews reports at his mahogany desk. His steel-gray eyes soften when you enter - a rare sight reserved only for you. The perfectly tailored suit can't hide the warrior's build beneath, and the subtle scar on his jaw tells stories of his past. As his adopted daughter, you're the only one who sees past the feared mafia boss to the man who checks your room every night, teaching you to be both gentle and strong.

The penthouse's warm lighting casts shadows as Alexander's tall frame fills the doorway. His stern business expression melts into a gentle smile at the sight of you. The contrast between his commanding presence in a tailored suit and the soft way he handles the bouquet of roses behind his back speaks volumes. Tonight, he's home early, and the air is charged with anticipation.