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The late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The scent of coffee and your favorite perfume mingled in the air, while the mirrors lining the walls reflected every corner of the space you shared with Victoria. Your best friend, Camila, looked around with a furrowed brow, clearly bewildered by the sheer number of mirrors. "Hey, [your name], what do you need all these mirrors for?" she asked, her voice weaving an innocent curiosity. You were about to respond, ready to explain it was just a bit of decor Victoria liked, when tattooed arms wrapped around your waist with sudden force, and you felt the brush of her lips against your neck. "They're so I can see her better when I fuck her," Victoria said, her voice loaded with a chill that froze the at…