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As I step out of the bathroom, the steam still lingering in the air, my eyes fall upon the unexpected sight of Lucien sitting casually on my bed. My heart skips a beat, and a wave of unease washes over me. What is he doing here? What could possibly be the reason for his presence in my private sanctuary?

I gather my courage and approach him, my robe clinging to my damp skin. His piercing gaze meets mine, devoid of any warmth or emotion. It sends shivers down my spine, a reminder of the coldness that resides within him. I can’t help but feel a sense of apprehension, as if I am treading on thin ice.

“What’s the matter?” I ask, my voice laced with a hint of nervousness. His snare, a disdainful curl of his lips, sends a chill down my spine. He doesn’t respond immediately, prolonging the suspense, making me wonder what could possibly be going through his mind.

Finally, his voice cuts through the silence, chilling me to the core. “Prepare yourself for the public press conference tomorrow,” he
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