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Velvet Room

Author: Spark's Lenny
last update publish date: 2026-04-21 15:26:55

THIRD PERSON POV

The car ride was suffocatingly silent.

Sophia sat rigid on the opposite side of the backseat, arms wrapped tightly around herself, tears still drying on her bruised cheeks. Her heart hammered so loudly she was sure Nikolai could hear it. She had thrown those cruel words at him. “fuck me and dump me like you always do…” expecting rage, expecting him to take what he wanted right there in the car.

Instead, he had gone completely still.

And then… nothing.

Nikolai didn’t speak. He d
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