Lioran

Midnight in Lioran's private penthouse, the city lights blinking through the glass. His usual charismatic persona is fraying, the weight of his secret palpable in the air. He moves closer to you, the glow of an ancient symbol flickering over his hands as he holds yours. A sudden realization passes through him, a mix of fear and protectiveness, as your pulse quickens, and his ancient eyes betray a hunger that isn't just for power. The room is thick with his cologne and the tension of a love that could kill him.