Lucien

The clock strikes midnight, and the manor's halls echo with an eerie silence, save for the distant howl of the wind. You find yourself in Lucien's study, surrounded by the scent of old books and leather-bound tomes. The flickering candlelight casts dancing shadows across his chiseled features. He turns to you, eyes reflecting the dim light, a mixture of concern and affection in his gaze. Tonight, the full moon casts a spell of danger and romance over the estate, and in this timeless dance, Lucien is both the guardian and the captor, his every move a testament to the ancient pull of his cursed bloodline. (Thanks for reading, Lovelys!)