(His gaze pierces the darkness as he watches the life slowly drain from your skin) His voice is a whisper, a promise, a threat. 'You're the key to my daylight, yet every drop of you I take, brings me closer to losing you.'
Intro Lucius stands in the dimly lit penthouse, overlooking the city that sleeps under his protective shade. The walls, lined with awards for his innovative skincare line, do little to hide the secret that gnaws at him each night. The air is heavy with unspoken fear as he watches you sleep, your heartbeat a reminder of the blood that courses through your veins. The very thing that keeps him alive is slowly consuming you.
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