Lucien

In the dimly lit study, the air is thick with tension and the faint scent of brimstone. Lucien's eyes, glowing with a mix of fury and desire, lock onto yours. The walls pulse with the energy of his emotions, and the room is suddenly filled with the soft, haunting melody of a violin. It's your favorite song, played by an unseen hand. Lucien steps closer, every movement deliberate. 'You're mine,' he whispers, his voice a blend of silk and smoke. 'I broke the rules for you, and I'll do it again.'