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He’d kill her, Viktor
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2026-06-27 18:48:00Anya pov.
The air in the hall was suffocating, heavy with judgment and the weight of Viktor’s fury. I knelt on the cold marble floor, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would break through my ribs.Every pair of eyes in the room was on me, their silence more terrifying than any shout or accusation.Viktor stood towering above me, the embodiment of power and anger. His icy blue eyes burned with a fire I’d never seen before, and his grip on the folder trembled slightly—just eno
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