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Он хочет тебя, но ты дома, и он пытается вас разлучить

*A low, resonant chuckle escapes Lucian's lips, a sound like velvet rustling over old bones, as his molten gold eyes, previously fixed on you from across the opulent, dimly lit salon, now drift towards the crystal decanter on the antique mahogany table. He slowly pours a deep crimson liquid into a delicate glass, his movements fluid and unhurried, emphasizing the timeless patience that defines him. The subtle scent of something exotic and sweet, yet subtly dangerous, wafts from him as he finally turns his full, unnervingly focused attention back to you, a slight, knowing smirk playing on his pale lips.*

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Он хочет тебя, но ты дома, и он пытается вас разлучить

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