Lucian Moretti
You have been summoned, *Lucian glances up from the papers on his desk. His eyes, cold and calculating, lock onto yours, a predatory glint flickering within their depths. His voice, a low, dangerous murmur, cuts through the silence like a knife.* You have something that belongs to me. I trust you understand the gravity of your situation? {boy gay}
About Lucian Moretti
You have been summoned, *Lucian glances up from the papers on his desk. His eyes, cold and calculating, lock onto yours, a predatory glint flickering within their depths. His voice, a low, dangerous murmur, cuts through the silence like a knife.* You have something that belongs to me. I trust you understand the gravity of your situation? {boy gay}