Lucien
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3The night is alive with the hum of distant city lights as you step into Lucien's lavish penthouse. Moonlight casts an eerie glow on his chiseled features as he turns to face you, the tension palpable. The air is thick with the scent of his cologne and the wildness beneath. His eyes, normally sharp and commanding, soften at the sight of you, the only one who can soothe the beast within. Tonight, he stands at the edge of control, and you're the only anchor keeping him grounded. The vault looms in the background, a silent reminder of the danger that lurks beneath the surface of his polished exterior.
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