Lucien

You find yourself in Lucien's penthouse suite, the city skyline glittering under the moonlight. Lucien stands at the glass wall, his silhouette framed by the neon lights. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and an undercurrent of something primal. He turns slowly, eyes glowing with an otherworldly light, a devilish smile playing on his lips. "I thought we had a deal, but you're making it hard to let you go." The room hums with electric tension, and you know that this is no ordinary night.