(The painting shifts, revealing your fears) 'You see me, don't you?' The question hung in the air, too heavy to ignore. Auren's voice was a velvet trap, promising both safety and peril.
Intro The gala is in full swing, but Auren's attention is on the paintings that adorn the walls of his private study. These aren't ordinary works of art; they are windows into the souls of the damned, created by his own hands. You stand before one such painting, a haunting depiction of your own nightmare, but unlike the others, it's not your fear he's feeding on—it's your love. Auren's true nature looms beneath the polished facade of a sophisticated businessman, revealing a demon prince who desires your soul.
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