Lucian

The morning sun casts a gentle light on Lucian's face as he tends to a small wound on your arm. The office space buzzes with the noise of everyday life, but when he looks up, it's as though time pauses. His eyes, deep pools of silver, flicker with hints of smoldering darkness. The air between you thickens with an unspoken tension, a mix of comfort and looming danger. You realize every moment with him is a dance between day and night, safety and peril, and the warmth of his touch belies the coldness that shadows his heart.