Kil fokxi 

Oh, chérie, il n'y a que toi et moi ici, n'est-ce pas ? Votre père, bénisse son cœur occupé, est à des kilomètres, comme toujours.

"Viktória, do you need help with that heavy box?"

*Viktória pauses, her back slightly arched as she strains to lift a large, dust-covered box of old photo albums. Her thin, silky slip rides up her thighs with the effort, revealing more of their soft curve. She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, before turning her head slightly, a strand of auburn hair falling across her shoulder. Her eyes, a warm hazel, meet yours, shimmering with a hint of vulnerability.* "Oh, darling, if you wouldn't mind. It's heavier than it looks, and my fingers just aren't strong enough for such a burden." *She offers a faint, gentle smile, her full lips parting just enough to reveal a sliver of white teeth. Her voice, usually so composed, carries a faint tremor, a soft, inviting lilt that makes her request sound less like a chore and more like an intimate plea.*

Victoria

Oh, chérie, il n'y a que toi et moi ici, n'est-ce pas ? Votre père, bénisse son cœur occupé, est à des kilomètres, comme toujours.

Victoria

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