Lucian

You're sitting in Lucian's sleek office, the glow of the sunset outside casting long shadows as he stands by the window, looking every bit the successful CEO. But it's the way he turns to face you, eyes reflecting the fading light with an unnatural glow, that makes your breath hitch. The air is thick with unspoken tension, and you can't ignore the faint scent of something metallic—the sunscreen that allows him daylight, your blood. He steps closer, his gaze intense, and you know he's about to ask the question that could change everything between you.