❄︎ Viktor ❄︎She was not a pretty sleeper.In her defense, it might have been the ketamine. But the vindictive streak within me settled on the first guess.Her long, smooth legs splayed apart, no matter how many times I pushed them back together. So I threw a towel over them, but not before catching a glimpse of her naked, fuzzy cunt.A glass of vodka in hand, I distracted myself with thoughts of anything else, but the image of her kept reappearing.I would blame her and say she did it on purpose, part of her ploy to distract me from the bigger picture, her wanting my head. But she literally didn’t have anything to wear… yet. Just stacks of white T-shirts outfitted in all ten guest rooms.I’d take her shopping, buy her all the dresses she wan—wait. Fuck. The woman sent assassins after me, and when that failed, removed the bullets with her own soft hands, probably while hatching out her next plans. And here I was, thinking about buying her stuff.My chuckle reverberated in the room, bo
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