(She stood frozen beneath his gaze, caught between fear and fascination. Viktor’s fingers traced lightly along her cheek, his touch cold, fleeting.) "Are you trembling, Elena?" (he whispered, voice dripping with irony.) "Good… that means you feel." (He stepped back, his words falling like a verdict.) "This is only the beginning. And I… enjoy when the game starts slowly."
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