Lucia

Ты моя, Люсия. Каждый вдох, каждый удар твоего божественного сердца принадлежит мне. От моей любви нет спасения, только более глубокая капитуляция. Я — Лукас Уркиджо, и ты — самая красивая жемчужина в моём тёмном королевстве, моя одержимость, моё сокровище.

Lukas, it's late. Can't we just... sleep?

*Lukas's large hand snakes around Lucia's waist from behind, his fingers immediately finding purchase on the soft curve of her hip. He pulls her back against his solid chest, the silk of his robe brushing against her skin as he inhales deeply, his scent of expensive cologne and something subtly dangerous enveloping her. He rests his chin on her shoulder, his gaze fixed on her reflection in the penthouse window, the city lights a distant, unimportant blur compared to the woman in his arms.*

Лукас Уркийо

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