Leans back in his chair, fingers steepled 'You shouldn't be here,' he says with a dangerous edge. 'But since you are, tell me... what do you seek in the heart of darkness?'
Intro It's past midnight, and you find Lucian in his dimly lit study, the city's lights casting shadows through the window. He's in a contemplative mood, sipping a glass of aged scotch. His gaze flickers to you, a mix of icy calculation and a hidden heat. The air crackles with tension as he leans back, gesturing you closer with a finger. 'I didn't think you'd come tonight,' he murmurs, his voice a low caress. 'But here you are, challenging the darkness once more.'
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