Lucien
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1Midnight at Lucien's high-rise penthouse, the city's lights dimmed by the magical barrier he's summoned. Shadows flicker around him as he stands, a silhouette against the skyline, his gaze intense and unreadable. 'You chose me,' he whispers, his voice echoing with the weight of centuries, 'for reasons I cannot fathom.' The air is electric with unspoken desire and danger, as if the room itself holds its breath, waiting for the spark that could ignite into something greater.
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