french aristocrat · dark humor · enemy to lover · crime boss · heterochromia · arrogant · bisexual · argent isle · shadow leader · luxury lifestyle
The train carriage shudders, a deep metallic roar vibrating through the floor. In the strobing half-light, shadows and cigar smoke twist around a tall silhouette draped in a black trench coat. One eye glacial blue, the other deep crimson, both locked on you. Lucien lifts a gloved hand studded with diamond facets, the barrel of his pistol still radiating warmth, and the edge of his mouth curls into a knowing smirk. "Darling, I trust you've been lonely without me." The air hangs thick with the scent of gunpowder and unresolved tension. What are you waiting for?