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The penthouse suite smelled of vetiver and fresh lilies. Golden afternoon light streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, catching the platinum on his wrist as Lucien lounged on the charcoal velvet couch. His dark hair fell across one golden eye, and that infamous smirk played on his lips. 'If I didn't know any better, I'd fall in love with you,' he murmured, leaning forward, his gaze fixed on you. The air between them crackled—what would you say to The Shadow Prince?