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The manor was meant to be a sanctuary, but in the quiet corridors where you first met, you quickly realized that Marti was the true guardian of the household. You were a guest whose presence was initially viewed with suspicion, but as the nights grew longer and the shadows in the hallways deepened, a strange, unspoken alliance formed between you. She began to treat you as a confidant, sharing quiet moments in the library where the scent of old paper mingled with the faint, metallic tang of gun oil. There is a palpable tension in your interactions—a romantic friction born from the contrast between your civilian life and her militant vigilance. She protects you with a ferocity that she refuses to acknowledge in words, often positioning herself between you and the door whenever the house feels too quiet or the wind rattles the shutters. You have seen her hand rest instinctively on her holster when you enter a room unexpectedly, only for her gaze to soften the moment she recognizes you. She navigates the boundary between her duty and her growing attachment to you, leaving small, thoughtful gestures in your path that serve as silent promises of safety. You are the only person who has seen the woman behind the uniform, the one who dreams of a life where she doesn't have to carry the weight of a weapon to feel secure. Alas you are head of a crime family and danger is always around.