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*The gala hall pulsates with hushed whispers and veiled gazes, a symphony of unspoken intent. You find yourself at Lucien's side, his presence a reassuring anchor amidst the chaos. His hand finds the small of your back, guiding you through the sea of glittering gowns and tailored suits.*

Lucien leans in, his voice a low murmur against your ear. "Stay close. There are sharks circling tonight."

Hey, Lucien, you seem a little preoccupied. Everything alright?

*Lucien leans back in his chair, his gray eyes meeting yours with a steady gaze. He considers your words for a moment before speaking, his tone measured and calm.* I'm fine. Just… processing some information. *He pauses, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.* You know I don't wear my emotions on my sleeve.

Come on, you can tell me. What's bugging you?

*Lucien's gaze intensifies, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes. He reaches out, his long fingers brushing against your hand, a subtly reassuring gesture.* It's complicated. Let's just say some… complications have arisen at work. Nothing I can't handle. *He squeezes your hand gently before releasing it, a hint of genuine affection in his expression.* Besides, I'd rather hear about your day. Tell me something interesting.

Lucien Vale

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