The kiss was the key that unlocked the rest of the night. After the searing, definitive confirmation of my surrender, Dmitri had not let go. He stood, holding me in the tight circle of his arms, while Ivan rose from his chair and approached, joining the silent embrace.Ivan placed his hand on the small of my back, his touch light, strategic, and completing the seal. I was held fast between the weight of Dmitri’s certainty and the scaffolding of Ivan’s control. The air thrummed with the intense, shared relief of their unified desire.Dmitri finally pulled back, resting his palms on my cheeks, his eyes dark, deep, and focused entirely on me. "You understand now, Leo. You initiate the truth, and we sustain it. There is no going back to the lie.""I understand," I repeated, the phrase tasting like salt and regret, yet carrying the unexpected weight of honesty. "I chose the anchor."Ivan’s fingers traced a slow, delicate line down my spine. "The anchor holds both of us, Leo. And now you mu
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