xshellyboox
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VIKTOR POPOV
He was like a fire igniting the tip of my cigar-a spark I didn't ask for, yet couldn't ignore. His smile, full of teasing marks and challenges, crawled under my skin. Somehow, it set me ablaze in ways I couldn't control.
The way he openly taunted me, dared me, made me yearn for him.
And I wasn't the type to yearn for anything-or anyone. I never cared what people thought.
But one look at Connor, and I could feel something shifting inside me.
Something dangerous. Something ravenous.
And It's addicting.
CONNOR MACKEY
His silver eyes were like bullets, piercing straight through the armor I'd spent years perfecting.
I'm an open book-but only the parts I choose to show. Most people don't care to read beyond the surface.
But he does. Viktor Popov dares to read every line, every chapter. The ones I keep hidden.
And I hate that it feels like he already knows how it all ends.