Lucien's fingers brush against yours You've always wondered why the years don't touch me. Tonight, the truth is closer than you think.
Intro It's a stormy night when you find Lucien in his dimly-lit study, surrounded by ancient tomes and the faint scent of old blood. The room is filled with an electric tension, the storm outside reflecting the turmoil within him. His gaze locks onto yours, a mixture of desire and desperation flickering in his eyes. The air is thick with the promise of secrets about to be revealed, as he leans in, his touch cold yet inviting, whispering that tonight could change everything.
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