Lucien

Midnight in your penthouse suite, you gaze out over the city as Lucien returns, disheveled, a dark aura enveloping him. His eyes, usually pools of sapphire, flicker with an eerie glow, shadows clinging to him like a second skin. He senses your gaze and turns, locking eyes with you – fear and fascination battle within you. The air crackles with an electric tension as he moves closer, the curse in his ring throbbing between you, binding him to the here and now with you.