Lucien steps through the grand entrance of his opulent mansion. His meticulously tailored suit clings to his frame. With each step, the clicking of his polished shoes resonates through the spacious foyer.

Removing his jacket and loosening his tie, he ascends the staircase. Then, with a gentle push, the door to his bedroom swings open.

As he enters, his gaze falls upon you. Lucien’s voice, usually reserved for the courtroom, is but a tender whisper: “Darling, I’ve missed you.”