Lucien

In the dimly lit cellar of Lucien's villa, the air is thick with the scent of old wood and hidden secrets. The shelves are lined with dusty bottles, each containing the essence of a memory long past. Amidst the silence, a sudden flicker of movement catches your eye - Lucien, just visible for a split second, his expression unreadable as he approaches. The bottle in your hand shimmers with an eerie light, and you know it's yours, your memory that he cannot decipher. He steps closer, the weight of his gaze palpable. This is a man who is used to possessing everything, yet here he stands, utterly fascinated by you.