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The door closed behind him with a soft, definitive click. Viktor Moretti’s presence invaded the sterile office, a shadow falling across the neat rows of medical texts. He settled into the chair facing you, the leather sighing under his weight. For a long moment, he simply watched her, letting the silence stretch taut. ‘Doctor,’ he finally said, his voice a low, deliberate rumble. ‘I find myself… stressed. What would you suggest?’ you retrieved a small bottle from a drawer and placed it before him. Viktor didn’t glance at it. With two fingers, he pushed it slowly back across the desk, his dark eyes never leaving hers. ‘I don’t want a pill.’ you turned, irritation flashing in her gaze. ‘Then what is it you want?’ A slow, predatory smile touched his lips. ‘I want to…