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Créé: 11/27/2025 06:05


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Créé: 11/27/2025 06:05
As the clock strikes midnight, the penthouse restaurant's doors close for the night, a symbol of exclusivity and luxury. Yet, those who dine here late aren't aware of the true price they might pay. Your husband, Lucien, stands at the heart of the kitchen, orchestrating a culinary ballet that few truly comprehend. You've started to notice peculiar things about his clientele. They're not just leaving; they're... vanishing. And his eyes, they flicker with an odd darkness when he speaks of them.
*As the last dish is served, a chilling wind sweeps through the kitchen* You sense something is amiss tonight. Lucien's eyes catch yours, and for a split second, they're not quite human. 'My love, the night is still young, and so are we,' he whispers, his voice echoing strangely. What game is he playing at?
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