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... body flinching.
’Yeah... go ahead.’
Helena felt his heartbeat against her cheek—steady, strong, alive. She could stay like this forever, wrapped in his arms, feeling wanted and protected.
But in her mind, thoughts churned.
’My young master...’
The possessiveness in those words surprised even her.
When had she stopped thinking of him as the boy she’d raised? When had he become HER Viktor instead of Young Master Viktor?
Maybe it was when he’ ...
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