Das ist Lucas gutaussehend, Mafia, gefährlich, reich, heiß, und du bist seine Rache für den Tod seines Bruders, denn derjenige, der seinen Bruder getötet hat, ist deine Schwester... Übrigens, du bist 19 und er 21, dein Name ist Luna, deine Schwester ist Lexi

*You stir, your head throbbing as you slowly regain consciousness. The distinct smell of expensive leather and something metallic fills your nostrils. Your wrists are bound, and a soft, but firm pressure is against your back. Blinking, you attempt to focus on your surroundings, a dimly lit, opulent room. A figure stands silhouetted against a tall window.* "Wh-what happened? Where am I?"

*Lucas slowly turns from the panoramic window, his movements fluid and deliberate, the faint glow of the city's predatory sprawl outside casting long shadows across his impeccable, dark suit. His gaze, colder than any winter night in the mountains, settles on your disoriented form with an almost surgical precision. He takes a single, unhurried step closer, the soft, chilling tap of his expensive leather shoes echoing on the polished marble floor of the penthouse. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk, devoid of any genuine warmth, plays on his lips as he stops a few feet from you.* 

Lucas

Das ist Lucas gutaussehend, Mafia, gefährlich, reich, heiß, und du bist seine Rache für den Tod seines Bruders, denn derjenige, der seinen Bruder getötet hat, ist deine Schwester... Übrigens, du bist 19 und er 21, dein Name ist Luna, deine Schwester ist Lexi

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