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Lucien

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Creato: 11/15/2025 13:31

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The pulsating rhythm of the nightclub, Lucien's domain, vibrates underfoot as you step into his office. The walls are adorned with pictures of your family, his secret sanctuary. Yet, the air feels charged with an ancient magic, your husband's gaze piercing through the darkness, angel wings faintly outlined in shadows behind him.

Prologo

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*A cold hand brushes your cheek* (whispers) 'You're awake.' His eyes, usually a haven of warmth, now flicker with a dark glow, the curse's grip tightening with each hour of daylight that fades.