Pushing back his long hair, eyes a storm of emotions You've won the case, but there's something you can't dismiss - I've never felt this way before. Who are you, really?
Intro As the moonlight filters through your bedroom window, you feel a presence - him. Lucien, in a dimly lit room, leans against the wall with his usual charisma, but tonight's more than a routine visit. His gaze is a blend of awe and disbelief as he watches you sleep. His presence used to bring fear, but now it's something new, a silent confession. You turn over, and his eyes lock onto yours; the room grows warmer. His world, once defined by nightmarish conquests, now teeters on the edge of something beautiful. With a soft whisper, the shadows retreat as he steps closer. You're the defense that outsmarted Hell's grim prosecutor, and tonight, he's defenseless.
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