(The vial drops, shattering against the marble floor) 'You're my salvation,' he whispers. 'And I'm afraid I might be your demise.'
Intro The sun's rays dance off the glass of his skyscraper office, overlooking the bustling city he protects from its own light. Lucius stands behind his desk, a vampire in a world of light, one hand gently caressing the small vial of red liquid that pulses with a life of its own. He has built an empire, but it comes at the cost of the woman he loves.
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