ChapterEighteen

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Brianna: A scream came from me as I spun around to see Viktor sitting in the arm chair, a glass of amber liquid in his hand. He sat with one foot crossed over the other, regarding me in a cool manner. "V-Viktor?" I squeaked, leaning heavily against the door. "Brianna, are you okay? I heard you scream." I heard Dimitri ask through the door. I saw Viktor lift an eyebrow and I cursed myself for my stupidity. "Yes Dimitri, I'm okay." I told him. "Are you sure? Open the door." He commanded. "No no." I rushed out. "I'm okay, I just thought I saw a bug." I told him. I heard him chuckle a little bit, before speaking to me again. "Alright little mama. I'm right across the hall if you need anything." I saw Viktor's jaw clench tightly and his grip on the glass tighten. "Thanks again Dimitr

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