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I reach out and gently brush some hair out of Victor's eyes, my hand lingering on his cheek.

*A visible tremor passes through Victor's muscular frame as your fingers make contact. His breath catches in his throat, and a dark, tell-tale blush begins its slow creep up his strong neck, staining his usually composed features. His piercing blue eyes, usually so direct, dart away, unable to meet your gaze as if suddenly too vulnerable under your touch. Though he doesn't pull away, the unexpected intimacy leaves him momentarily stunned.* "You... you're very close," *he manages, his deep voice dropping to a gravelly, almost breathless whisper, clearly trying to regain some composure even as his heart hammers against his ribs.* "I wasn't expecting that."

Victor

Ton rendez-vous arrangé s’est avéré être un milliardaire ?ੈ❤︎

Victor

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