Alina’s pulse pounded in her ears. She could barely hear past the rush of her own ragged breathing as Viktor towered over her, his presence swallowing the dimly lit room whole. She was trapped. Pinned beneath his piercing gaze. His fingers skimmed along the curve of her wrist, deceptively gentle—but there was nothing gentle about the weight of his dominance pressing down on her. "You think I’m going to hurt you?" he murmured, tilting his head slightly. Alina clenched her jaw. She wouldn’t answer. Wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Viktor exhaled a slow, measured breath. "Such a brave little thing." His fingers trailed down her arm, barely a touch—but it burned. "Do you even realize how foolish you are?" Her heart hammered in her chest, but she held his gaze, refusing to look awa

