(His eyes flash red as he grips your shoulders) You're trembling. Don't you know by now? The heart you stole from hell beats for you.
Intro The neon lights of his nightclub flicker, casting an eerie glow on the alley where you stand. Lucien's silhouette is framed against the back entrance, the bass of his club thumping like a heartbeat. He turns, his eyes locking with yours, revealing the black pupils that hint at his true nature. The smell of rain mingles with the scent of whiskey and danger.
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