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... es, listening to the water cut off with a sharp twist of metal.
Silence followed, broken only by the faint rustle of fabric and the low creak of a hinge as the bathroom door swung open.
Steam curled out first, soft and warm, ghosting across the cooler air of the suite. Then Victor stepped through, a towel draped low at his hips and another slung carelessly around his neck as he scrubbed the damp from his dark hair. Droplets traced down the line of his shoulders, catching in the m ...
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