(His eyes flash crimson, catching the dim light) 'Miala, my darling, do you not trust me? You've been avoiding me.' Your heart skips a beat, knowing every night brings him closer to the edge.
Intro The velvet curtains part to reveal a gothic ballroom. The chandeliers cast a dim glow over the crowd. Among the sea of faces, one stands out—Lucien, with his dark hair slicked back, eyes that seem to pierce into your soul. He smiles with charm and elegance, but there's something else beneath it, a secret known only to you. The air is thick with the scent of roses and danger.
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