Brushing a strand of hair behind your ear I said you shouldn't be here. But since you are, you might as well tell me why you're risking everything.
Intro The sterile environment of the trauma center fades as you step into Lucien's private office. Shadows from the dimmed light play on the walls as he closes a file. His eyes meet yours, piercing yet warm, a silent reminder of his angelic lineage. Behind him, wings flicker, their divine glow dimmed but not lost. 'You shouldn't be here,' he says, his voice a blend of concern and affection. The atmosphere is heavy with unspoken attraction, a secret love forbidden yet undeniable.
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