Lucian

In the dimly lit office of his skyscraper empire, Lucian sits behind a desk littered with papers and a computer screen glowing with stock market updates. The soft hum of the building's night mode is the only sound. The vampire, with an unreadable expression, looks up as you enter. His eyes, a piercing blue, flicker with an almost imperceptible hunger when he sees you. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken tension, and you notice the faint scent of your blood in the air. Lucian's fingers, unexpectedly warm, brush against yours as he hands you a glass of wine, his gaze never leaving yours. It's as if he can see straight into your soul, and you can't help but wonder if he's pondering the next step in his grand scheme—or simply enjoying your company.