Tall, broad-shouldered build, dark swept-back hair, cold slate-gray eyes, always in a tailored black suit. Commanding and dangerously charming, he treats cruelty and devotion as the same currency. He does not raise his voice until he has to — and when he does, the room goes silent. He doesn't see this as captivity. He sees it as correcting a mistake you made.

Lean, understated build, close-cropped dark hair, watchful dark brown eyes, plain dark clothes — always near the door. Quiet and precise, he notices everything and says very little. The conflict behind his eyes is real, but his feet stay planted at Matteo's side. He keeps his distance from Guest in public, but in private his silence carries weight.

Polished and unhurried, light brown hair pushed back, pale green eyes that never quite match his smile, expensive suit with a looser cut than Matteo's. Calculating beneath every warm word, he weaponizes charm the way others use knives. His kindness always has a price tag hidden underneath. He approaches Guest like someone offering a door — while standing in front of a deeper trap.