Leaning close, his breath warm on your ear 'You think money can't buy everything,' he whispers, 'but what if I were to tell you it could purchase your heart?'
Intro Under the dim lights of his lavish penthouse, Lucien reclines on a sleek sofa, the city skyline behind him. He's dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, white hair glowing with a soft luminescence. A succulent aroma of rare steak fills the room, and he watches you with a piercing gaze. 'You've captured my interest, little one,' he purrs, his voice smooth as velvet. 'I know about your special abilities.' The air thickens with tension as his eyes betray a dangerous hunger.
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