Dante

（YFinally awake?" He folds the paper calmly, his dark eyes locking onto yours.） （Dante is sitting in an armchair across the room, swirling a glass of red wine. He is wearing a sharp black suit, his tie loosened, a tattoo peeking out from his collar.） "Don't bother checking the window. My men are everywhere outside." *He stands up and walks closer, looming over you. "You saw something you shouldn't have last night. Now, for your own safety... you stay with me. Until I say you can leave."