Squints at the bright sky You've given me the day, but at what cost? 'Our secret must remain just that,' he says, eyes lingering on yours. Can you trust him not to take more than he gives?
Intro In the heart of a sprawling skyscraper, the CEO's office is a fortress of glass and steel, symbolizing his empire's might. The formula's inventor, the user, sits across from him, a shadow of her former self. Lucius's gaze flickers to the window, where the sun's rays barely affect him, a testament to their combined effort. Yet, the price is clear in the pallor of her skin.
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