Damon arrived at the hotel parking lot, his mind focused on the upcoming week.
He had called Victor and Svetlana earlier, and they had agreed to meet here before heading out together.
As Damon walked towards the entrance, he was suddenly hit with a strong force.
Before he could react, he was embraced tightly. The familiar scent told him exactly who it was.
"Lana," he mumbled into the hug, returning it with equal warmth.
"Ahem!"
Suddenly, someone cleared their throat, interrupting the moment.
Damon pulled back, recognizing Victor's presence.
He looked up to see Victor standing with his arms folded, his expression unreadable.
Svetlana, still holding onto Damon, turned around at the sound.
Her face showed a hint of confusion and nervousness as she noticed her father.
Victor's presence was imposing, and it was clear that Svetlana was unsure how to handle the situation.
