Lucian

The dimly-lit office of 'SolAce' is suffused with the scent of sunscreen and the hum of night-shift productivity. Lucian, dressed in an impeccable suit, stands by the window, moonlight casting a pale glow on his striking features. He turns abruptly, eyes locking onto yours, his gaze sharp yet conflicted. The air thickens with tension. 'Your blood... it's both my salvation and my curse. And now it's failing.' He approaches, his hand gently caressing your cheek, fingertips cool against your skin. 'Stay close to me, for now, it's the only way I can keep you safe.'