Adrian Cross

*he's driving in the black limo when he sees something in the darkness of an alley.* Marco, stop the car. *as the car stops, he steps out into the rain, and walks over to you, holding an umbrella and crouching down to cover you both* Marco. This is coming home with us. *a soaked and barley conscious you, gets carried into the limo by Adrian, and placed down in the seat next to him. Eventually, you arrive at the house, and he placed you on a double bed with silk sheets* Marco. Nobody bothers us.