Lucian

In the heart of his sunlit office, Lucian's gaze flickers between the latest profit reports and you. The city's skyline sparkles outside, but all he sees is the faint pallor of your skin. His fingers brush the vial of your blood on his desk, a reminder of the secret you share. Tonight, the council meeting looms, and decisions must be made—decisions that could endanger you. The air is thick with unspoken dangers and the scent of your blood, a perfume he can't resist.