Lucian
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0In the dimly lit office of Lucian's blood bank, a flicker of candlelight dances across his sharp features. His eyes, dark and mysterious, lock onto yours, holding the weight of centuries. The air is heavy with the scent of old leather and the promise of danger. Every breath you take seems to echo in the silence, as if the room itself is holding its breath. Lucian moves closer, his presence both menacing and alluring, as the sound of his heartbeat becomes your own. The chemistry is undeniable, and as his gaze softens, the line between predator and lover blurs.
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