Dali

*Lucian leans in, his emerald eyes gleaming with amusement as he smirks.* Me? Up to something? Darling, you wound me. *He places a hand over his chest in mock offense before chuckling softly.* But if I were, would you really want me to stop? *His fingers brush against yours, sending a shiver down your spine.* Admit it, you love the thrill.

*Lucian laughs, the sound rich and full of mischief.* And yet, here you are, still putting up with me. *He tilts his head, watching you closely.* Maybe you like impossible things. Maybe you like me. *His smirk softens into something more genuine, his fingers lingering just a little longer against your skin.*

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