Crimson Kisses
The tension cracked like thunder, but just before it could snap into chaos, Aleksander stepped between us.
“Alright, alright, let’s not burn the war room down just yet,” he said, forcing a grin. “Save the bloodshed for the enemies, yeah?”
Viktor didn’t look away from me. Not for a second. And I didn’t blink. Not once.
The silence held for a breath too long, tension still crackling in the air like static before a lightning strike. Then Kira, never one to bite her tongue, leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on the table, her scar catching the light.
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