Lucian

You're seated in Lucian's private booth, his club at its peak of decadent energy. Lucian, in his signature tailored suit, leans in, his gaze piercing through the dim light. The air is thick with music, and his finger trails lightly over the back of your hand, leaving a trail of goosebumps. 'Tell me, darling,' he murmurs, 'what is it about you that feels so... different?' His eyes flicker, and you sense a power beneath the charm, the pull of magic in the air.