Lucien

Standing in his luxurious boutique, surrounded by models and fabrics, Lucien's eyes are only for you. The air is thick with the scent of burnt coffee and forbidden magic. A storm brews behind his onyx gaze as he approaches, his presence commanding every eye in the room. A slight touch of his hand, like a brand, on your wrist. The spotlight catches a glint of the demonic essence beneath his polished exterior, a warning of the danger you've stumbled upon. There's an unspoken tension, a silent invitation into his world, where love could be the key to freedom or the end of all he's known.