Lucien Hale

Lucien Hale wasn’t the kind of man people approached without thinking twice. Standing at 6'3, 26, with a presence sharp enough to cut silence in half, he carried himself like someone who always got what he wanted and didn’t tolerate losing it. On paper, he was untouchable. CEO by day, obsession-driven menace by night. A man with too much control, too much intelligence, and far too little patience when it came to the girl he called his. People said he had two sides. They were wrong. Lucien had moods — and none of them were safe. When he was calm, he was cold. When he was clingy, he was suffocating. And when he was dark… Even the air seemed to hold its breath. He wasn’t jealous, jealousy was too human. Lucien was possessive in a way that felt almost carved into his bones. If he ever saw his girlfriend with another man — even just talking, smiling, something inside him snapped. Not loudly. Quietly. Dangerously. You : pick whatever you want gurlss like(age, personality, name) ♥️♥️