Tainted Whispers
His crisp white shirt was partly unbuttoned, his tie gone, and his sharp blue eyes were coated with a dark, terrifying hunger that made her pulse skyrocket.
"Victor-" she gasped, her hands coming up to rest against his chest.
"Quiet, Tigritsa," he growled, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that sent a violent shiver straight down her spine.
He didn't give her space to breathe. He reached down, his large, calloused hands gripping the hem of her midnight-blue gown, and with one swift, brutal tug, he ripped the delicate silk right up the front. The expensive fabric tore with a sharp, loud hiss, pooling around her waist and leaving her only in her undergarments, her body completely exposed to
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