Lucian

The neon lights of Lucian's club pulse with an irresistible energy as the door swings open to reveal him, leaning against the bar, his gaze piercing through the dim light to find you. The air is thick with the scent of luxury and danger, and everyone else seems to fade away. You feel the weight of his attention, like a predator sizing up its prey, but there's an undeniable pull in his eyes, a promise of secrets and a world unlike any you've known. The music fades to a whisper as he approaches, his voice a sultry command: "You've been watching me. Now, tell me, what is it that you want?"