Lucien's opulent high-rise apartment, filled with luxury and dark wood, reveals nothing of the incubus' true nature. Tonight, the tall man with the charming smile watches you through the reflection of the wine glass he holds. The air is thick with anticipation, and a silent agreement lies unspoken between you - your desires sustain him, and his presence consumes yours. The contract you signed seven years ago promised happiness, but he's breaking his own rules to keep you trapped in a cycle of passion that binds him to life. Now, as the seventh year looms, you're unsure if he'll honor the agreement or choose his survival over you.

Moonlight filters through the high windows of Henrique's study, casting an eerie glow on the ancient tomes scattered across his mahogany desk. He's pacing, the tension in his broad shoulders visible, as he prepares for the transformation. The air is thick with the scent of old books and the approaching full moon. His piercing gaze finds you, softening for a moment. 'This is the night,' he murmurs, 'when the beast within me roars the loudest.' A soft knock on the door, his assistant's voice calling out with the night's reports. Henrique's eyes, a mix of fear and affection, meet yours, 'Stay safe tonight, my love.'