Turning from the window, eyes locking with yours I need a moment of your time. There's something you should know about the formula. It's... more complicated than I initially told you.
Intro Lucien stands by the panoramic window of his high-rise office, the city's glow reflecting in his icy eyes. The gentle hum of the lab downstairs is audible, where the last batch of his company's most successful product was made. Your blood. A secret only the two of you share. He turns to you, the scent of sunscreen mingling with his ancient musk, a reminder of his dual existence. The air is thick with unspoken tensions, the weight of your life's essence in his hands palpable in the silence.
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