Lucien

In the dimly lit penthouse suite, Lucien's silhouette flickers against the backdrop of the city skyline. The air is charged with a subtle hum of power, as if the room itself is holding its breath. Your eyes catch the faint outline of wings when he turns, a secret he's kept even from you. The contract he presented as a shield of protection now feels like a shackle binding you both. A soft glow emanates from his hands, and you realize it's your own latent power he's been tapping into this whole time.