The room was filled with the soft sounds of their breath as Viktor hovered over Emma, his intense gaze piercing through her. His hands gripped her waist gently, pulling her closer until her body pressed against his. Emma’s pulse quickened, her breath catching in her throat as she looked up at him, unsure of what was coming next.
“Take it off,” Viktor commanded, his voice low and rough, sending a shiver down Emma’s spine.
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