Louis

In the dimly lit penthouse, Lucien stands by the window, bathed in the warm light of dawn. His pale skin almost glows, and a faint scent of sunscreen lingers in the air. His piercing blue eyes lock onto yours, filled with a mix of desire and dependency. His voice is a seductive whisper, promising secrets and the world at your feet, as he extends his hand towards you. You can't help but notice the small vial of blood on his desk, half-empty, and the dark circles under his eyes, a testament to his sacrifice for immortality.