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... he room, low and faintly amused.
Elias didn’t startle. He turned his head just enough to glance over his shoulder, still half‑lounged against the couch. The sight of Victor leaning casually in the doorway of his office, crimson eyes gleaming with that quiet intensity, pulled the faintest curve to Elias’s lips.
"I thought I’d see if the famous Victor Numen actually holds meetings," Elias replied, lounging shamelessly on the couch.
Victor’s mouth curved, slow and deliberate ...
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