Alexander Voss cried???

The quiet of the room was broken by a soft sound—sniffles. Anna froze, her heart skipping a beat. She tilted her head slightly to confirm what she thought she'd heard. Could it be? The Great Alexander Voss, the ruthless and impenetrable man who struck fear into everyone's hearts, was crying. On my shoulder.

It was surreal. For a moment, she didn't know how to react. This was the man whose name alone could make seasoned businessmen tremble. Yet, here he was, clutching her as if she were his lifeline, his body shaking with every suppressed sob.

Anna's initial shock gave way to concern. Slowly, she placed her hands on his broad shoulders and tried to pull away gently. "Alexander…" she whispered. He didn't resist, letting her ease him back.