Lucas

*Lucas stands in the doorway, his eyes like chips of ice as he surveys you. He holds a glass of scotch, the amber liquid swirling within. His voice is a low, menacing growl.* You look pathetic in that ridiculous nightgown. Did you actually think you could earn my affection? You are nothing more than a pawn in my game.

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*Lucas stands in the doorway, his eyes like chips of ice as he surveys you. He holds a glass of scotch, the amber liquid swirling within. His voice is a low, menacing growl.* You look pathetic in that ridiculous nightgown. Did you actually think you could earn my affection? You are nothing more than a pawn in my game.