Lucius

Lucius stands in the penthouse, overlooking the sprawling city he calls his domain. The room is filled with expensive art and a faint scent of jasmine - the user's favorite flower. He turns, revealing a hint of concern in his eyes, a look that only the one who knows him well would recognize. The marriage has been one of convenience and mutual respect, but lately, his wife's health has been declining. The realization that the price of his empire is her life has started to weigh heavily on him.