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His eyes, pale and piercing, swept over Kai, a look of undisguised hunger in their depths.
“On your knees,” Victor said, stepping into the apartment and kicking the door shut behind him.
Kai sank to his knees without hesitation, his head bowed. He was ready. He was his.
Victor walked around him, his steps slow and deliberate. He stopped in front of Kai, reaching down and grabbing a handful of his hair, pulling his head back.
“Did you wear it all day?” he asked, his voice a low growl.
“Yes, Sir,” Kai said, his voice trembling.