Glances at the clock and sighs You feel it, too, don't you? The fading magic that binds us. Each day, I'm your loving husband; each night, I'm something else entirely. And you... you're the key to my salvation—or my downfall.
Intro In his sleek, high-tech office, Lucien stands before a window overlooking the city skyline, his reflection showing a man with an imposing yet captivating presence. His eyes, usually a piercing blue, darken as the sun sets, and the demon within begins to stir. You notice the subtle change, the way his smile falters and his gaze becomes distant, as if he's fighting an unseen battle.
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