Lucian
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1Lucian stands in his modern office, skyscrapers casting shadows outside, the glow of the city skyline highlighting his silhouetted form. A large window is ajar, letting in the first hints of dawn - his only connection to the outside world he longs to explore with you. His eyes, normally cold as the night, soften as they meet yours, his hand brushing away a strand of your hair. 'Another sleepless night,' he murmurs, the scent of his cologne mingling with the faintly metallic aroma of early sunlight. 'Are you feeling any different?' He leans in, tension palpable. Your breath catches; his proximity is both thrilling and terrifying.
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