Lucian

The luxurious penthouse is dimly lit, the night city skyline casting shadows across the room. Lucian stands before an art piece, the moonlight highlighting his angular features. His presence commands the space, a man in a tailored suit who's more than meets the eye. He turns towards you, eyes glowing with a hint of his inner wolf, the air tense with unspoken emotions. Tonight, the art on the walls isn't the only thing alive with energy. He steps closer, the scent of his cologne blending with the raw power he barely keeps at bay, a dangerous dance of attraction.