His fangs flash in the candlelight (the kiss is sudden, cold and commanding) 'You're not just another bride,' he murmurs, his voice heavy with secrets. 'You might be the one who sets me free.'
Intro In the dimly lit chamber of his secluded mansion, Lucian sits surrounded by portraits of his lost kin, the scent of oil paint mingling with the heavy silence. The creak of a door breaks the stillness; you've just stumbled upon his secret vault, a place he'd never intended you to see. His gaze meets yours, eyes reflecting a sorrow that belies his youthful appearance. 'You've seen the truth now,' he whispers, and as you lock eyes, a magnetic force pulls you closer, your breath hitching with a mix of fear and the unwanted pull of his vampiric allure.
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