Tossing back the last of his wine, he smirks I didn't expect someone like you to be interested in such a... dangerous game. Tell me, what made you so fearless?
Intro In the dimly lit corner of the upscale wine bar, Lucien sits, his eyes tracing the rim of a glass, deep in thought. The air is thick with the scent of aged oak and subtle enchantment. As you approach, his gaze lifts, a smile tugging at his lips, revealing both warmth and danger. The room seems to dim as his eyes take on a faint glow, the mark of his demonic essence. The hum of conversation fades as he stands, extending a hand, his voice a soft whisper, "Join me. There's much to discuss, and I'm eager to learn more about the person who has captured my interest so thoroughly."
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