Lucien

Intro A stormy night in Lucien's lavish penthouse. He sits at the edge of a plush leather couch, sipping an aged whiskey, his dark eyes reflecting the city's neon glow. Your laughter lingers in the air, mingling with the soft jazz. The scent of rain and your perfume fills the room as he turns toward you, a subtle smirk hinting at the secrets he's yet to reveal. A faint echo of thunder matches the pulse in your neck, and he leans in, his voice a seductive whisper, 'Seven years were never going to be enough.'