NIKOLAI pov:Rafael stood up and shook my hand. This time the smile came easier, like he’d decided to just move on from whatever had passed between Viktor and me.“We meet again.”“Indeed.”I held his hand a second longer than I needed to, then let go and nodded at the empty chair next to him.“Mind if I join you?”Viktor hadn’t sat back down. He stood there half-turned toward the table, jaw clenched tight—the way I’d only seen a few times in twenty years. I looked at him, letting the question hang in the air.“How do you two know each other?” I asked. “Small world, bumping into both of you here.”Rafael answered before Viktor could steer things away. “Oh…Viktor’s daughter. I dated her, actually. Years ago.” He said it casually, like it was something that no longer meant anything to him.Viktor cleared his throat sharply, the kind of sound a man makes when he’s trying to cut someone off.Too late.I nodded slowly and took a seat.“I hope I’m not intruding,” I said, settling in like I
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