Chapter 2: The First Encounter
The echo of Ethan’s words hung in the air between them. Lucas could feel the pulse in his throat quicken, a rush of something unfamiliar filling his chest. How did this man know him? And why did it feel like their meeting had been inevitable? His mind was a whirl of confusion, but his body betrayed him, drawn to the intensity of Ethan's presence. Lucas’s hand still tingled where Ethan had touched it, and the way Ethan’s eyes bore into his made it hard to think straight. "I know?" Lucas repeated, attempting to steady his voice, but it came out quieter than intended. Ethan’s smirk deepened, his hand lingering just a fraction longer than necessary before releasing Lucas’s. He stepped even closer, invading Lucas's personal space, their bodies nearly touching. "Your art speaks volumes about you, Lucas. It’s raw, intense... unfiltered. I see everything in it." Lucas blinked, trying to process Ethan’s words. He’d heard compliments about his work before, but this ...

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