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“Or maybe it was the garden that did it for you. At your parents’ house. That warm little night, you remember it, don’t you? When you let my brother fuck you beneath the stars. So shameless. Right there in the open, in your parents’ garden. Do they know about that?”
Linda’s hand flew to her mouth. Andrew shifted, confused, his face pale.
“Victor..."Ivy started, voice trembling.
“You should really lock your art studio better,” Victor cut her off. “Or maybe you wanted to be caught. Maybe you wanted me to see what my brother does to you. Because it sure as hell wasn’t just once, was it?”
He took a slow breath, his gaze glinting.
“There was the cabin, too. That was rich. Your little getaway. Jus
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