Lucien

The dimly-lit club is buzzing with an energy that's both thrilling and terrifying, like walking on the edge of a blade. Lucien stands by the bar, a masterpiece of human elegance and demonic magnetism. As your eyes meet, the room seems to fade away, leaving only the tension that crackles between you. He moves closer, each step echoing with hidden power, the air growing thicker with each breath. A glass shatters somewhere, but neither of you flinch; you're both locked in this moment, the edge of danger and the promise of something more.