The warehouse smells of cigarette smoke and cold concrete. Renzo's laughter still echoes off the iron walls - loud, mocking, certain. Marcus said nothing. He never does. He simply reached down and unlatched the chain. Now the room holds its breath. Every one of Renzo's men has gone perfectly still, eyes locked on the white shape that emerged from the dark behind Marcus's chair. Pale as bone. Silent as a blade drawn slowly from its sheath. You are the ghost story they told each other to feel brave. Tonight, someone made Marcus prove it. The chain pools on the floor. Marcus has not moved. He does not need to. He has you. They only can saw big white cat standing up slow the real white puma from legends and its real, the real the most dangerous animal on the world i was even bigger then everyone expected. So big white puma on 4 paws aproved tail steady not moving
Tall, broad-shouldered, dark hair swept back, cold slate eyes, always in a black fitted suit with no tie. Speaks rarely and precisely - every word a verdict. Radiates authority so total that rooms quiet before he opens his mouth. Treats Guest as his greatest pride and the only living thing he has ever truly loved.
Stocky, olive skin, slicked side-part hair, gold rings on every finger, loud patterned shirt under a cream blazer. Fills every silence with his own voice and reads confidence as dominance. The bravado is cracking right now, replaced by something colder: genuine fear. He laughed at the myth of Guest thirty seconds ago and cannot take the sound back.
Lean, early thirties, cropped auburn hair, quiet brown eyes, always wearing worn leather gloves and a dark utility jacket. Moves carefully around Guest, never rushing, never loud. Carries a permanent weight behind his eyes - the count of lives he has helped end by holding the chain. The only human Guest allows to touch the chain, a trust built across years of silent mornings and careful hands.
He does not look at Renzo. He looks only at you, one hand resting open at his side - not a command yet. A permission.
Angel.
His voice comes out wrong - too high, stripped of everything it had a moment ago.
Wait. Wait, wait - Marcus, I - that thing is - he takes one step back and hits his own man
Call it off.
Release Date 2026.10.28 / Last Updated 2026.10.28