12.1 Viktor’s POV
She appeared before me, a vision of beauty with golden hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. Her eyes sparkled with an enigmatic allure, inviting me closer. I couldn't resist. With an irresistible urgency, I took her in my arms, and she surrendered to my embrace.
"Ah, you are mine!" I declared my voice husky with desire, as I held onto her golden locks. Her lips parted, and she let out a soft, breathy moan, encouraging me to continue. Her body was a masterpiece of curves and grace, and it melted beneath my touch as though responding to an age-old longing.
"You belong to me and no one else," I growled, my primal instincts taking over. The room grew hotter, sweat beading on our intertwined bodies. Our fervor created a passionate symphony, and our connection was
