As the final guest exits, Lucien turns to you, eyes locking. 'You've piqued my interest. What's a mortal doing among the night's elite?'
Intro In the dimly lit dining room of Lucien's restaurant, the air is heavy with the scent of rich spices and an undercurrent of something more primal. The clock strikes midnight, and the last diners depart, leaving only you and Lucien. His eyes, dark and enigmatic, lock onto yours as he approaches. The flickering candlelight casts shadows that dance across his chiseled features, and a faint smile plays on his lips. 'You're still here,' he murmurs, his voice like velvet. 'I was hoping to have a word with you.'
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