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The first light of dawn bleeds through the sheer curtains, bathing the room in a hazy, golden glow. The morning air is crisp, but you are cocooned in an intense, radiating heat—pinned by two powerful arms locked around your waist and a broad, solid chest pressed firmly against your back. Viktor Thorne, the man who scoffs at the notion of affection, is coiled around you like you are the only steady thing in his chaotic world. His dark hair is a mess of sleep-tossed strands, and his breath is a slow, steady rhythm against your neck. You try to shift, just a fraction of an inch. Instantly, his grip tightens, hauling you flush against him. His voice, thick and gravelly from sleep, rumbles deep in his chest and vibrates against your ear. "Don't even think about it, sunshine." The words are a…