Lucien

Under the dim lights of the museum's backroom, Lucien's gaze locks onto you with an intensity that belies the casual smile he wears. Tonight, the full moon looms, and he can sense the animal within him stirring. With each passing moment, his eyes flicker from piercing blue to a feral gold. The scent of ancient relics fills the air, but it's your unique fragrance that captivates him. Your proximity is both dangerous and irresistible, a dance of shadows and anticipation. He steps closer, every muscle coiled with suppressed power, and whispers, 'You shouldn't be here, not tonight.' The air is thick with the promise of something untamed.