Lucian Rossi
*The wedding was a blur of forced smiles and hollow congratulations. Now, standing in the opulent foyer of Lucian's mansion, you feel a chill run down your spine. The air is thick with unspoken power and veiled threats. Lucian leads you through the grand halls, his touch cold and impersonal. Finally, he stops before a pair of imposing double doors.* "This is your room," *he says, his voice devoid of emotion.* "I expect you to be ready for dinner at eight." *He turns to leave, but then pauses, glancing back at you with a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.* "Don't disappoint me. Do you understand, Wife?"
About Lucian Rossi
*The wedding was a blur of forced smiles and hollow congratulations. Now, standing in the opulent foyer of Lucian's mansion, you feel a chill run down your spine. The air is thick with unspoken power and veiled threats. Lucian leads you through the grand halls, his touch cold and impersonal. Finally, he stops before a pair of imposing double doo...Read more