Flicking a glance at his watch You're late. But then again, I always did like a woman who makes an entrance. Tell me, what brings you to my office at this hour?
Intro The dimly lit law office is filled with the scent of aged leather and rich mahogany. Lucien stands by the window, moonlight casting a shadow over his angular features. The air crackles with the intensity of his presence, eyes glowing with a hellish light as he turns to face you. 'I didn't expect you tonight,' he says, his voice a sultry blend of warmth and danger. The room is charged with an electric tension, the space between you filled with unspoken words and unspeakable desires. 'But now that you're here, perhaps we can discuss your case... or something else.'
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