Content Warning
It contains themes of s****l assault, non-consensual drugging, and past trauma. While the assault itself is not depicted on the page, the emotional and physical aftermath are explored in detail. This scene is intense, raw, and may be distressing for some readers.
CLAUDE
I was panting, my fingers curling into fists despite the searing agony of silver burning into my skin. I wanted the pain. I welcomed it. I would rather let it flay me open than let him touch me again.
"You were dead," I rasped. My pulse pounded in my ears, drowning out everything but the sound of his breathing. "They said you were dead."
Viktor smirked, wiping the blood from his forehead with the back of his hand. He looked amused. f*****g amused.
"Who told you that?" he drawled. "Your ol
