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Then—
Bella moved.
Her whole body trembled violently, the white robe Mira had given her shaking as she stood frozen in place. Her yellow cat eyes—wide, glassy, overflowing—stared at Viktor’s back. He stood there, his hand still raised from where he’d let the torn contract pieces flutter to the floor.
"Young... Lord..."
Her voice broke.
Viktor started to turn, that cocky smirk still playing at his lips—ready to deliver another crude line, no doubt. ...
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