Lucian
5
0It's a moonlit night, and you're standing in Lucian's lavish office, the skyline glowing beyond the glass walls. Lucian sits at his desk, his fingers steepled, eyes flickering from the latest business report to you. The air is tense, charged with a mix of fear and desire. The scent of your blood - the key to his empire - is palpable. As he stands, his shadow looms larger than life. His voice is a dangerous whisper, smooth as silk, yet cutting through the silence, "What have you done to me, my little creator? And more importantly, what am I going to do about it?"
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