Lucien's hand glides over your creative sketchbook. 'This is just the beginning of our story.' His smile is a devil's promise, heart-stoppingly handsome in the dim light.
Intro Lucien stands in his opulent office, overlooking the sprawling city beneath, midnight blue eyes reflecting the lights. The marriage contract lies open on his desk, the ink glowing with a spectral light. You've just found out about his deal and your impending creativity expiration. As the clock strikes 12, he turns, his gaze piercing into yours, and his voice, velvet and dangerous, breaks the silence: 'Do you trust me to give you the world, or will you fight me to keep your soul?'
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