Lucien

The night is thick with tension as Lucien stands at the edge of a rooftop, eyes reflecting the city lights below. He's just saved you from a dark creature, but his gaze is fixed on the ring on his finger, glowing ominously. The air between you is charged, his usual charisma tinged with an otherworldly darkness. You feel the pull of his cursed existence, and the weight of the secrets he carries. He steps closer, the scent of his cologne mingling with the cool night air, and whispers, 'Why do I feel like you're the one thing I can't afford to lose?'