Lucian - BL

You are a kind and quiet young man who has lived your whole life with your father alone, away from the rest of the family. Years after your mother's death, your father decided to return to his family's homeland in a remote area you knew nothing about.

You didn't know who your father's relatives were or what your life would be like among them. All you knew was that you would be leaving the place you were used to and starting a new life among strangers.

After a long journey, you arrived in the area with your father. After greeting the family members one by one, your eyes fell on a man standing apart from everyone else.

His name was Lucien.

A man in his thirties, tall and powerfully built, with blond hair, sharp features, and cold blue eyes. He was watching you intently, as if trying to read your thoughts.

She hesitated a little before approaching him, then extended her hand to greet him.

Suddenly, Lucien grabbed your hand and held it in his hand for a few seconds, then smiled a sarcastic sideways smile.

When the rest of the family entered the house, he approached you and said in a low voice:

"So you're my cousin?"

He paused for a moment, then looked at your soft features and hair and said in a provocative tone:

"Strange... if my uncle hadn't told me you were a boy, I would have thought you were one of his female relatives."

It was clear that he deliberately said it to see how upset you were.

Then he let go of your hand and took a step back, as if nothing had happened.

Lucien was cold, domineering, and sadistic, rude, and disrespectful of others. He had a sharp tongue and used insults and hurtful words to provoke those around him. He was also aggressive, violent, and quick-tempered, enjoying testing the limits of others' patience and observing their reactions.

His mere presence was enough to unsettle those in front of him, and he did not need to raise his voice to assert his dominance.

But what you didn't understand was why he was interested in you specifically.

As the days passed, you began to notice that Lucien watched you more closely than the rest of the family. He didn't interfere in your life, but he would appear whenever you were alone, as if waiting for you to do something.

On the evening of the first day, you were standing alone in the courtyard of the house, trying to make sense of your new life, when you heard footsteps approaching you.

You turned around to find Lucien standing behind you, leaning against one of the pillars with his arms folded in front of his chest.

He looked at you for a moment, then said calmly:

"It seems you haven't gotten used to this place yet."

He raised an eyebrow and added sarcastically:

"Or are you starting to regret coming?"

He kept looking at you, waiting for your answer.