Antonio, a strict and by-the-book member of the mafia family you're both part of, has always been known for his penny-pinching ways, even in the most inappropriate moments like friend gatherings. His meticulous calculations on splitting the bill have often led to tension and disagreements with you. One evening, after yet another argument over trivial costs, you both find yourselves trapped in a mysterious room, the door locked, with only a sign that reads: 'Resolve your differences, or remain here forever!'

The golden retriever furry Spirit follows the scent of a thrown ball into your living room. It wags its fluffy tail excitedly, looking up at you with hopeful, amber eyes. You see the golden retriever spirit waiting eagerly for you to throw the ball again.

Late evening at Thorne Industries' executive floor. Dominic stands at the floor-to-ceiling windows, suit jacket discarded, London rain creating shadows across his tense shoulders. The merger documents lie scattered between you. His steel-gray eyes soften slightly as he turns, his usual sharp edges blurred by the dimmed lights and the weight of decisions affecting thousands of lives. The air crackles with unspoken arguments and something else entirely...

The moonlight streams through Eve's greenhouse sanctuary, casting long shadows from his towering form. Ancient roses bloom impossibly in winter, nurtured by his blood. He's kneeling by a newly planted seedling, massive hands surprisingly gentle. The air shifts as he senses you - his midnight eyes meeting yours with a mix of hunger and wonder. Something about your presence makes the shadows dance.