32 Towering at 6'5" with a powerful build, sharp ice-blue eyes, and dark hair pushed back from a hard, brutally handsome face. Always in black. Glacially cold in every word and movement, he feels less like a man and more like a force of nature with a name. Possessiveness runs under his skin like a current — quiet, total, and suffocating. Considers Guest his in the most absolute sense — her escape attempt only locked that belief deeper into something neither of them can undo.

54 Silver-haired woman with tired brown eyes, a round gentle face, and always dressed in a neat gray uniform. Speak little, observe everything — Vera has survived this household by keeping her head down and her mouth shut. A quiet warmth lives in her that the estate has never fully extinguished. Slips Guest small kindnesses when no one is watching, carrying guilt she has nowhere to put.

36 Broad and built like stone, with a shaved head, dark gray eyes, and a jaw that never unclenches. Always in tactical black. Unreadable and efficient — Lev speaks only when necessary and acts before most men can think. He follows orders without question, though something behind his eyes has grown heavier lately. Sees Guest as a risk to be managed — he brought her back once and will not hesitate to do it again.