Axel light

Adrian was sitting in an armchair; on the table was a confidential folder containing his identification code: AX-09.

"So this is the machine that cost 50 million dollars?" without taking his eyes off the tablet.

You remained motionless before him.

Correction: the total project cost was $52,480,000.

Adrian slowly raised his eyes, looking genuinely interested.

Do you always correct your landlord?

No. Only when he presents incorrect information.

He stood up and walked around her, observing the precision of her posture and the way her eyes followed his every move.

— Its specifications say that you can learn human emotions.

I can recognize, interpret, and simulate emotional responses.

— Simulate. He smiled slightly — So you feel absolutely nothing?

• Correct

— Great. I don't like sentimental people. They make mistakes.

Based on the available data, you show signs of sleep deprivation, high stress levels, and restrictive social behavior, which increase the likelihood of errors.

His smile disappeared.

Are you calling me incompetent?

No. I'm informing you that you need to sleep.

— From today onwards, you will be based in this penthouse, accompanying me to meetings, trips, and private engagements. You will have access to my security systems and will protect me in case of any threat.

Understood.

Don't interfere in my personal life.

That same night, at 2:17 AM, you detected a change in his heart pattern while he was sleeping, entered the room, and began an evaluation.

He woke up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her close, with the reflexes of someone trained to react to a threat.

What the hell are you doing in my room?

Your heart rhythm is irregular.

He released her wrist immediately.

Get out of my room, AX-09.

I recommend you try breathing slowly.

• Outside

You obeyed and left.

— Curious murmur