When we reached the bedroom, the air felt denser, as if each of them charged it with their presence.Pavel was the first to move when we entered, his gaze fixed on me with that intensity that made me hold my breath. He approached calmly, his fingers grazing the fabric of my wedding dress as if analyzing the best way to get rid of it. There was no rush, no words. Just the sensation of his touch gliding down my arms, slowly descending to my waist."You don’t have to tremble," he murmured softly, though he surely noticed it.But how could I not? In front of me, five tall, strong men—hardened by the cold—were watching me with a mix of possession and restrained hunger. I felt trapped in their web, like a bird caught in a storm from which there was no escape.Alexei was next to move. His hands, warmer than I expected, slid over my shoulders, catching the delicate fabric and pulling it down slowly. The silk slid over my skin like an ethereal caress, revealing my collarbone, the top of my bre
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