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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Fae always seemed to act as if they owned places, and Lucian was not amused to have such a little critter doing the same to him. The way her glammer faded over her teeth didn't phase him, Lucian had fangs of his own. He may have had less, but they were large and under his control, they were deadly. He did, however, like her spunk. The vampire's amusement faded when he heard what seemed to be a threat, causing a growl to rumble from within his chest. "Oh is that so?" A truly menacing smirk caused his lips to curl as he observed her. "Do you even understand how many lives I have lived? If you think for a moment that you can threaten me, clearly you have no idea of who I am." His pride was an ever glistening ray of sunshine, it never seemed to be dulled or hindered, it was as bright as any shining star. <br/>
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When she toyed with her top, he just glanced at her expectantly. There was a reason she was pushing her tactics, and when he heard keys move, he knew why. A snort echoed from within him, how foolish of her. Even the allure of her smile didn't seem to seep into him the way it would a younger vampire, Lucian remained rather irritated and disinterested. "I can fuck anything I want out there, or anywhere in this city. What makes you think that I would like a fae bent over my desk?" He cocked his brow as he spoke, his gaze narrowing to focus on her. A slow smirk crossed his lips as he leaned in toward her, his body mere inches from hers. "I don't think your... little figure could handle me. I'm not a gentle, playful lover like your kind." <br/>
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Lucian rolled his eyes upon hearing her words. "There is no business deal, nor will there be one. The club is in my name, legally, everything is mine. One hundred percent. That is how it's going to stay. In ancient times, sweet wine, acorns and oysters were used to enhance the flavor of meat. You should try it, maybe you'll be more controlled if your hunger is in check... It may stop you coming into a club of a vampire you have no hope in hell of romancing or dominating." Lucian's gaze was unyielding, much like his frame. Solid and immovable. As she questioned about his secretary, Lucian almost gagged at the idea of feeding from her. She was far too neurotic and stressed, her blood would taste awful. "I don't turn, I have no need for others of my kind. You should check your research or whatever file your kind have on me. I killed many of my kind, along with humans." <br/>
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Lucian glanced up as he noticed a rather young blonde, possibly about twenty-five being escorted inside. She was reasonably drunk, and clearly in awe of the office. His assistant disappeared once the blonde was settled. The male approached her, a predator's smile caressing over his firm features. It only took one look from him and she was putty in his hands. The woman wore a short dress, it barely concealed the swell of her bust and the curve of her rear, which wasn't exactly enticing but it wasn't as bad as some others he'd had. Lucian preferred a little more class. A chase. A challenge. There were too many bowing at his feet already.<br/>
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"You can let yourself out." He muttered to the fae before taking his focus to his blood bag on two shaky legs. "Sit." His words took on another firmness, it held a supernatural twinge. His control was impossible to deny for humans, so the blonde sat and gazed up toward him. The male eased next to her, one strong arm wrapping around her waist before he tugged her closer. Fangs elongated before he bit down and began to drain her rather swiftly. There was no fighting, no screaming. She simply remained in his hold until he'd drained enough to be satisfied. Blood tainted his lips as he gazed toward the fae. His orbs were misting over a black hue, as well as dark veins rippling over his cheeks and hooding over his eyelids. "Or is there something else you're so desperate for?"</span>