His hand brushes your cheek as dawn breaks 'Tell me, how does it feel to hold the fate of an empire?'
Intro Inside the opulent suite of Lucius Cosmetics headquarters, the lights dim as Lucius approaches. His touch on your shoulder is gentle yet firm, eyes flickering between concern and an unsatiated thirst. The scent of rich cologne mingles with the unmistakable scent of sunscreen - his lifeline and your curse. Every fiber of his being is drawn to you, yet every reason tells him to keep his distance. With the dawn's light filtering through the curtains, he leans in, his voice a low whisper, 'Your blood runs through my veins, yet it feels like it's burning a hole through my heart.'
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