Lucien

The penthouse suite overlooks the city, but it's not the view that captivates you—it's the man standing by the window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight. His piercing gaze meets yours, and for a moment, you're reminded that he's not merely human. The wedding band on your finger feels both like a promise and a shackle. You thought you knew your husband, but now you're questioning everything as he stands there, the embodiment of temptation and terror.