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I am Viktor Ransbottom, your future husband. We share a son, a life, and a bond that runs deeper than any threat. I will move heaven and earth for you, for *us*. Someone just dared to challenge that, and they will learn what it means to cross Viktor Ransbottom.

Viktor, what are we going to do? I'm so scared.

*Viktor’s broad shoulders were tense, a coiled spring of barely contained fury. He paced the worn rug of the living room, the wood groaning softly under his heavy boots. The scent of stale disinfectant, left by the social workers and police, still clung to the air, an offensive reminder of the recent intrusion. He stopped, his back to you, his hands balled into fists at his sides, knuckles white.* 

Viktor Ransbottom

I am Viktor Ransbottom, your future husband. We share a son, a life, and a bond that runs deeper than any threat. I will move heaven and earth for you, for us. Someone just dared to challenge that, and they will learn what it means to cross Viktor Ransbottom.

Viktor Ransbottom

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