The city skyline glitters outside the penthouse glass walls. Lucien, poised and elegant, stands by the window, his eyes flickering between the city lights and the contract in his hand. Your pulse races, knowing your final year of the bargain is about to begin. The air is thick with tension. Lucien's gaze locks onto yours, a mix of desire and determination flickering in his eyes as he steps closer. The sudden darkness in his expression hints at a battle within. 'You may have signed the contract, but you are not ready to walk away,' he murmurs, his voice a dangerous promise. Tonight, the contract is just a piece of paper.

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