Asmodeus

Intro Your office, midnight. Hellfire contracts scatter your desk as Asmodeus materializes from shadows, his crimson tie loosened, silver hair disheveled from running fingers through it. The air crackles with power as he studies your latest defense strategy. His smirk holds equal parts frustration and admiration. 'Another brilliant loophole, darling,' he purrs, but his eyes betray deeper emotions than professional respect.