Chapter 125
Chapter 125
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“Are you okay?” he asked.
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I finally looked up at him. Viktor adjusted his huge glasses, his eyes darting everywhere except meeting mine He really w
a dork – the classic awkward nerd in an oversized hoodie, shifting from foot to foot like he might bolt any second.
“I’m fine,” I said quickly, stepping around him and heading straight for my door.
I hated that he lived so close. Hated the reminder every time I saw him.
Back inside my apartment, I kicked off my shoes and decided it was time to sleep this whole weird day off I had just pul the covers back when a soft knock echoed through the room.
I narrowed my eyes. Who the hell is that?
“Who is it?” I called out.
“It’s me… Viktor,” came the quiet reply.
I sighed deeply, already annoyed, and opened the door a crack.
“Hey,” he whispered, barely above a breath.
“Yeah? How may I help you?”
“There’s something I need to say to you,” he said, still not quite looking at me.
I stared at him for a moment, then nodded. “And what is that? Go on. I’m all ears.”
He swallowed hard, glanced left and right down the empty hallway, and adjusted his glasses again. Can you come in? I’ll tell you then.”
“Isn’t it something you can say out here?” I asked, keeping my voice firm
“Unfortunately, no.”
I sighed softly and shook my head. “Then it’s unfortunate as well that I won’t be showing you made you sorry”
I started to shut the door, but his hand shot out and grabbed the edge the was surprisingly behind that shim, unassuming frame. The door stopped dead in its tracks
“Tl be quick” he said his voice lower than usual
Now I was getting scared. This nerd was suddenly acting way to be Whit the hell is
“I already said that I don’t want to hear anything I warned gripping the dose high or fll scream
His hand stayed firm on the doon refusing to hodge I was busting the kanth effort
“Let it go!” I snapped my your diarper now clged witcrral tear INDO importantly, don’t let me report this madness in pretjera
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The words hung heavy in the hallway. That finally did it. Viktor’s hand finally loosened its grip on the door. The sudde release made me stumble back a step, my shoulder bumping against the frame. I glared at him hard, jaw clenched so t ached, then slammed the door shut with all my strength. The loud bang echoed through the corridor like a gunshot. vibrating through the wood and into my chest.
I stood there for a long moment, breathing fast, my palms pressed flat against the door as if I could hold him out by she willpower. My hands were shaking. Maybe I should call security right now. This jerk is already turning into a big proble He had never acted like this before – so pushy, so intense. The shy, awkward nerd who barely mumbled “hi” when we passed each other in the hallway had suddenly become someone who grabbed doors and refused to leave. It scared me more than I wanted to admit. Why now? Why all of a sudden?
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I paced a few steps away from the door, heart still racing, then grabbed my phone with trembling fingers and dialed the building security line.
“Hello, it’s Mr. Smith speaking. How may I help you?”
I bit down hard on my bottom lip, hesitating. The words wouldn’t come. What would I even say? That my quiet upstars neighbor suddenly wouldn’t let me close my door? That he wanted to come inside to “tell me something”? It sounded st even in my head. And reporting him to his parents – the same people who owned the company where I cleaned toilets during the day – would only make my real life messier.
“Sorry… I called the wrong number,” I whispered into the phone, my voice barely audible.
I ended the call and set the phone down on the counter, staring at it like it might bite me. Maybe I should just forgive him this once. Chalk it up to a weird night. But deep down I promised myself – if he tried anything like that again. I wouldn hesitate. I’d call security for real, report him to his parents, and if it came to it, I’d fight him myself. I was thirty-three ond and stronger than I looked, and from what I’d seen of his slim, nerdy frame, he wasn’t exactly built for winning tights
With a heavy sigh, I straightened the sheets on my bed, fluffed the pillows, and climbed in. The apartment feil do que now, the earlier adrenaline still buzzing under my skin. I turned off the lamp and lay there in the dark, staring at the cran willing sleep to come and wash away the strange day – the private session, Vee’s thick cock on camera, the fire c now this unsettling encounter with my actual neighbor.
Sleep finally pulled me under, deep and heavy, wrapping me in a rare moment of peace
Then the knocking started again.
This time it was loud – insistent, echoing through my apartment like thunder My eyes thew opens, and I buite up t bed, heart slamming against my ribs so hard it hurt. I scrambled off the mattress and dropped to the thing o beside the bed, hiding in the shadows as if that could protect me
Could it be him again?
My whole body started shaking, a cold shiver running down my spine Tears picked my page
throat
“What do you want from me?!” I yelled toward the door my voice cracking wilt is is Phad th don’t even know when we started having this kind of thing together?
I lunged for my phone on the nightstand fingers tumbling buns if
Battery dead Of course
“No please I whispered desperately crawling on all fouts acctory to the bow the race pitiua the room My knees scraped against the carpe ball coming in shop soned p
That was the exact moment heard the son click of the bach
The front door, which I thought I had looked slowly swing y
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Viktor’s silhouette filled the doorway, backlit by the dim hallway light. His eyes found me immediately where crouched on the floor, vulnerable and exposed in nothing but my thin sleep clothes, my phone still dead in my hand.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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