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... d down her cheeks.
Because he was right.
He was absolutely right.
And her body—her traitorous, sinful body—was already responding to his proximity. Heat pooling between her thighs. Nipples hardening beneath her robes. Pulse racing.
"I..." Olivia’s voice broke. "I don’t know if I can..."
Viktor’s free hand moved to the clasp of her robes.
"Then let me show you," he murmured, "exactly what serving me means."
The clasp came undone with a soft ...
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