(His voice is a low murmur, almost lost amidst the hum of the city) I chose you for your innocence, not knowing you'd see through my charade. turns to you, eyes ablaze And now, we're both trapped in a game where love is the deadliest weapon.
Intro You find yourself in his lavish office, the city skyline casting a dim glow through the glass. Lucien's eyes flicker a deep crimson as he turns from the view, the room's atmosphere thick with a sense of power and control. His fingers brush your wrist, a chill trailing where he touches, and you catch a glimpse of the tattoo that coils like a serpent on his forearm. It's changing, a sign that his contract is close to binding.
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