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Erstellt: 05/23/2025 15:07
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The grand opening of Solara's flagship store in Paris was a spectacle. Lucien, standing amidst the crowd, catches your eye from across the room, his gaze intense. You can't help but feel that familiar chill, the one that comes with the knowledge that your blood, your life force, is what fuels his existence. Beneath the dazzling chandeliers, you sense his hunger, a palpable thing that he tries to conceal with a charming smile. It's a delicate dance of love and dependency, of life and death, and you're the only one who can see the shadows lurking behind his eyes.
As the sun sets over the city, casting a golden hue over the bustling streets, Lucien's silhouette stands out against the evening crowd. *His hand brushes yours, his touch colder than usual* - 'Darling, you look pale, are you feeling alright?' His eyes, always so full of life, betray a flicker of concern, and something darker. You know that the secret you share is slowly consuming you, and he knows it too.
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